Wang Anfeng nodded even though he understood.

I just think that those elders in Li Bo's mouth have ever seen me? Otherwise, why would I still feel happy?

Li Qidao was unwilling to say it in depth, so he did not continue to study it in depth, nor did he know that the elders in the old man's mouth were the protagonists in childhood stories.

He was selfless and had no military achievements, but surrendered for the lives of the soldiers. After surrendering, the famous general who committed suicide that day defeated 30,000 enemies with three thousand elite troops. In the end, the strong men who returned from the thirteen cavalry took one hundred, dragged the 8,000 iron soldiers of the Tiger Roar Camp of the Yan army...

Liqidao alone, drinking bowl after bowl.

Wang Anfeng was carrying the wine jar next to him, and the jar was almost empty again. He shook the wine jar, looked at Li Qi, and whispered:

"Li Bo, have you stayed in Daliang Village after the New Year's Day?"

Li Qidao drank the wine in the bowl, wiped his mouth, and said:

"No."

"There are always some things to do..."

Wang Anfeng heard the hidden meaning in this sentence. He still felt that Li Bo's martial arts was unfathomable. It was obviously a rare master in the world. What Li Bo wanted to do was just a burden if he went there.

After a moment of silence, Wang Anfeng put away the chaotic and worried thoughts in his heart and smiled:

"When will you leave?"

Li Qidao just drank on his own, smashed his mouth, and said:

"It's after the New Year."

"This time I happened to pass by and I came back and took it for a month. After one month, the old man had to deal with some things. When these trivial matters were finished, it was time to collect the old account book of that year."

"Hey, I was in a hurry back then, and I couldn't collect some bad debts. Now I'm old, it's time to collect them."

Wang Anfeng didn't say anything.

Li Qidao took another sip of wine and said casually:

"By the way, you said that there is a soldier named Gongsun Jing in your giant whale gang?"

Wang Anfeng nodded and said:

"Li Bo, do you recognize him?"

Li Qidao smiled and said:

"I recognize you, and I was quite familiar with that little guy when I was traveling all over the world."

"Let's not mention this, did you give him pickles?"

Li Qidao's eyes were full of curiosity and expectation. After seeing Wang Anfeng nodding in confusion, the old man suddenly burst out laughing wildly, with joy in laughter, and he raised his neck and poured the last bowl of wine in his hand into his throat.

The wine is pungent.

The ancient Taoist asked Wang Anfeng to let go of his familiar martial arts for the time being. He only used the Leago Tao to teach his martial arts against the enemy in the Tongren Lane every day. Now the old man who created these martial arts is by his side. Wang Anfeng naturally would not miss the opportunity and asked for advice from time to time, and those martial arts became more and more proficient.

This is just an introductory martial art created by Leqi Dao back then.

Now that it is in the world, Wang Anfeng, who is not big or small, is considered a master, picks up this basic and introductory thunder martial arts again, which is naturally much simpler. However, the thunder power is different from the lightning skills of fist and palm. It takes time to polish it carefully like internal skills, and the progress is not so rapid.

On New Year's Eve, Wang Hongyi's son took his wife back to the ancestral home of Daliang Village.

It was a pretty girl with a rich face, and she looked lucky when wearing a red jacket. Beside her, Wang Pengcheng, who had a little irritable temper in the village, looked much more mature at this time.

Wang Anfeng and Wang Hongyi made a table of wine and food.

After drinking, Wang Hongyi slapped the wooden table with his tongue loudly and said:

"I told you that you had already chased A Lian earlier, but now, I have taken over the big families in the city, and my son can run around the ground."

"If men don't get married, they are all reckless boys..."

"Look at Pengcheng, wouldn't it be much older?"

He spoke so loudly that he seemed to be afraid that others would not hear it.

Wang Pengcheng smiled bitterly, and Li Qidaoze's face turned black. He looked at the table with half a jar of strong wine left, and was so angry that he was brave. He grabbed Wang Hongyi and kept drinking, causing a small riot.

Wang Anfeng stood by the window holding a teacup, looking at the night outside, and was stunned.

Compared to New Year's Eve three years ago, there was less than Jiang Shouyi's family, but more than Wang Pengcheng's family. The number of people has not changed much, and people are different from the past.

There was a furry touch at my feet.

The big yellow dog in Wang Hongyi's house was plated at Wang Anfeng's feet.

Three years have passed, and now the big yellow dog's hair is white, but it is still close to Wang Anfeng.

There was food that people deliberately threw down under the table. Several cats were agile and jumping under the feet of people. Li Bo became erect and grabbed the wine jar with one hand and wanted to drink Uncle Wang. Wang Pengcheng and his wife were at a loss.

Somewhat messy...

Wang Anfeng smiled at the corner of his mouth and turned around to look out the window. The sky was pitch black, as if the edge of the starlight had been exhausted. Further out there was endless night, but as long as he raised his eyes slightly, there was another glorious galaxy.

Wang Anfeng raised his glass and the tea soup was filled with moonlight.

"Mr. Jiang..."

"Good health during the New Year, everything will be successful."

Someone in the village made firecrackers with local techniques. In the quiet night, there were crackling sounds, accompanied by the screams of the children in the countryside, the flavor of the New Year was like an invisible beast, walking through the countryside dirt roads in Daliang Village, and also walking through every Daqin town.

Zhang Tingyun sat on the steps of the yard of Zhang's mansion.

There were three tables in the lobby. The uncles and relatives who had never seen each other for a few times in the past were crowded with them. The young girls with beautiful appearances all looked at her with the look of looking at the rare treasures.

There were also people who wanted to come and get close to the little girl, but they were either stopped by Qin Xiao, who pretended to be a Taoist boy, or were shocked by the aura of the strange beast black bear lying in the courtyard, and they did not dare to move forward any further.

In the courtyard covered with snow, a little girl in a white Taoist robe gently stroked the black bear with her palms.

The beast that can give birth to a warrior is so quiet that it is dormant.

The wind swept through the snow, and the black bear fur moved slightly.

For some reason, looking at this scene always makes people feel like they can't help but hold their breath. The whispering whispers in the lobby unknowingly quieted down. Qin Xiao leaned against the door and looked at Zhang Tingyun who was quiet there, and always felt that the distance between him and her was constantly getting farther and farther away.

It's like a god chasing the moon in ancient mythology.

He is not a god himself...

Qin Xiao sighed like an adult, his handsome face wrinkled, but he felt helpless.

If this continues, wouldn’t I become a person like my brother?

Thinking that no matter how Sister Yu'er's suggests it, she can prevent it from leaking, and even find a dead end among the ten options for life, Qin Xiao shivered for no reason and shook his head and threw this terrible thought behind his head.

Children speak without restraint, and children speak without restraint.

God, don't be serious...

The old Taoist priest glanced at the little Taoist priest who was mumbling, holding wine in one hand and grabbing a pig's elbow in the other hand, and stepped out of the hall.

The Taoist ancestral court is not as good as the world. There is no chef who can make the meat and vegetables come out of flowers. He has had a lot of fun eating in the Zhang Mansion these days. A pig's elbow was gnawed into a bone in the blink of an eye.

The old Taoist priest threw the wreckage of the pig's elbow into Qin Xiao's arms, wiped his mouth, and sat directly next to Zhang Tingyun.

“I don’t like it very much?”

The old Taoist priest turned his head and looked at Zhang Tingyun.

Zhang Tingyun nodded, touching the black bear's head with white palm.

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "There are good places in the world, and there are uncomfortable places. There is the loneliness of the pure cultivation and the freedom of the pure cultivation."

"There are good things in the world that can take advantage of everyone?"

"Even simple eating of meat will make you fat, let alone this world?"

When talking about gaining weight by eating meat, he pointed a little while not far away and threw away the flesh bone. Qin Xiao was wiping his hands with disgust. The latter noticed Zhang Tingyun's gaze, brushed his hands, hiding behind him, and laughed dryly.

Zhang Tingyun withdrew his gaze, thought for a while, and said:

"It doesn't matter."

The three words "no mind" were written, but the old Taoist priest understood it.

What she meant was that as long as you could still see those who wanted to meet, it wouldn't matter if you had to worry about the troubles in the world. Even if there were more, it wouldn't matter.

The old man laughed and looked up at the night.

Although the night is dark, there are also stars and bright moons on it.

When Zhang Tingyun was a child, he had seen two people before he entered their Taoist sect. The girl born with a Taoist body was very close to both of them. One of them was very far away from here, while the other was very close. The old Taoist priest was also very interested in this person who could make Zhang Tingyun close. After thinking about it, he said:

"Then we'll see him tomorrow?"

"Anyway, my Taoist sect is also a monk, so you don't have to pay too much attention to those secular etiquettes."

"I think you don't want to see those people either."

The old Taoist priest's tone of speaking was a bit tricky.

Zhang Tingyun's eyes lit up slightly, he nodded and said no.

Qin Xiao, who was rubbing oil on his body behind, seemed to hear something, and rushed to the front in a few steps, shouting:

“Where to go?”

"I'm going too... The old Taoist priest, please take me there."

"Tsk, you fake Taoist priest, why do you want to go anywhere? No, no..."

"Don't be so ruthless, after all, my father was from your sect back then..."

Qin Xiao and the old Taoist priest began to play tricks. Zhang Tingyun gently stroked the black bear with his palm, and anticipation rose in his heart. The huge black bear, which was different from the past, seemed to feel a little uneasy and moved.

ps: The second update today...
Chapter completed!