Looking at Wang Feng who looked quite disappointed, Mrs. Wang stepped forward and patted his grandson on the shoulder, sighing: "You did a good job, you are more courageous than your father."
"Master, why are there distinctions between good and evil? Since everyone has the same interest, wouldn't it be nice to drink and have fun together?"
After all, Wang Feng was young. He couldn't figure out why everyone would avoid such a heroic man like a snake and a scorpion? Just because he bears the name of a devil?
In this regard, Mr. Wang didn't know what to say. He could only say that time creates people. Since he has chosen to stand on the right side, even if he admires the other person, as long as he is related to the evil way, he should not associate with him.
"Feng'er, we are not from the same group as him, and we cannot reach the heights of a man like him. The Jindao Wang family is too small and too weak. Every step we take, we have to be careful and careful, because you are not alone. You
Behind him, the lives of more than a hundred clan members are tied together, and one move can affect the whole body, do you understand?"
After rubbing Wang Feng's hair, Mr. Wang knew that people at his age were the ones who worshiped the strong. He knew that kind of yearning, but he had no choice but to live in a big family, and many things were not something you could decide personally.
"Go back, there are still a lot of tails to deal with."
Looking back at the group of evil heretics who were trying to escape, Old Mrs. Wang's dim old eyes suddenly showed a rare coldness.
"Well, my lord, that's it. My grandson is going to travel in the mountains. I hope my lord will agree to it."
Wang Feng did not look back, but stared firmly in the direction the man left and said firmly.
Hearing the sound, Mr. Wang was startled. He followed his gaze and everything became clear. After a short pause, he nodded: "Okay, it's good to go out and see the world."
"Thank you, sir."
Although Wang Feng's face seemed calm at the moment, his heart had already undergone earth-shaking changes since he met Dongzhang. In the past, he made friends with famous disciples from three mountains and five mountains every day, thinking that he was also a person, drinking and drinking.
, chatting about everything, so happy.
Haha, it turns out that I am just a frog in the well. A real hero should be free and uninhibited...
People like Wang Feng who love to make friends are a bit like Linghu Chong in later generations. No matter what the identity of the other person is, as long as they like each other, no matter whether they are flower pickers or wanted criminals, they will all be friends with each other as brothers. However, with such a character
, being born into such a big family is definitely not a good thing...
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At the same time, twenty miles away from Juxian Tower, two figures were running through the mountains and forests at extremely fast speeds, one in black and the other in green.
"Master! Brother Dongzhang!"
Behind him, a woman in green clothes was desperately chasing her. She fell down a mile or two away, and now she could only see two blurry figures in front of her.
"Hurry down the mountain and buy some wine. I will not return home with my brother Dongzhang until we get drunk tonight."
Upon hearing the disciple's shout, Huang Yaoshi's voice immediately floated forward.
"Disciple, obey."
After hearing this, Cheng Ying hurriedly stopped, looked at the two figures who quickly disappeared in front of the mountain with unwillingness, then turned around and ran down the mountain.
Since Huang Yaoshi has said so, he will definitely mark it along the way, and there is no way that Cheng Ying will not be able to find anyone.
The time for two cups of tea passed quietly in the blink of an eye.
Two figures, one black and one green, quickly passed over a steep mountain peak, instantly frightening countless birds in the bush. The former rose and landed lightly and stopped at the top of the mountain. They stopped and stood on the edge of the cliff, Dongzhang looked sideways.
Huang Yaoshi, who came on his heels, smiled and said: "Senior Huang, are you here this time for Dong?"
"Hahahaha, I'm getting old. A few years ago, you had to trip to compete with me in Qinggong. Now, I'm at full power and can't even catch up with you. Brother Dongzhang,
You still haven’t tried your best.”
Looking at the man in black standing on the edge of the cliff, his clothes rustling in the mountain wind, Huang Yaoshi sighed.
He could clearly remember that when the two of them ran for more than thirty miles, the distance between them and Dongzhang was neither more nor less. If he was fast, Dongzhang would be fast. If he was slow, Dongzhang would be slower. They always kept the distance.
When it comes to Qinggong attainments, you can tell at a glance which one is strong and which one is weak.
"Oh, the Lord of Huangdao is strong and strong, so how can he be said to be old and decrepit?"
Sitting on the edge of the cliff, Dongzhang quietly looked at the dark scenery below the mountain and chuckled softly.
There is no such figure in the world who dares to challenge the Ancient Tomb Sect in Qing Gong. Among the Five Arts, none is as good as Iron Palm Water Floating Qiu Qianren. The latter once competed with the little dragon girl who was poisoned in the original work.
He didn't even win, let alone Dongzhang who was in full condition.
Seeing that Dongzhang was not chatting about this, Huang Yaoshi said no more, walked straight to him and sat down cross-legged. He stretched out his hand and handed over a delicate porcelain pot and said: "Brother Dongzhang, let me try brewing it myself."
Made with peach blossom stuffing.”
His eyes lit up when he heard this, Zhang Dong knew that Huang Yaoshi was a man who knew everything from astronomy to geography, Five Elements and Bagua, Qimen Dunjia, chess, calligraphy and painting, even farmland water conservancy, economics and military strategy, etc. He was master of all of them.
of.
Needless to say, Huang Rong's exquisite cooking skills were passed down from his father, Huang Yaoshi, who was able to develop the holy healing medicine Jiuhua Yulu Pills. His wine-making skills were certainly not a problem for him.
Moreover, what this person wants to do must be exquisite, and he will never make defective products. This means that Huang Yaoshi is a perfectionist, and what he sells must be high-quality.
After hearing this, Dongzhang took the flask and opened the lid with his thumb, brought it close to his nose and smelled it. A fresh peach blossom fragrance hit his face in an instant, which could not help but lift people's spirits.
"Good wine! Good wine!!"
Dongzhang is a lover of wine. He couldn't hide his excitement when he saw this. He raised his head and took a big sip. It was sweet and fragrant with a slight cooling effect. He couldn't help but take another two sips.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing how much he loved it, Huang Yaoshi beside him also narrowed his eyes and smiled without saying a word.
"But I'm just making you laugh. Dong is good at this in his life. Hahahaha, peach blossom wine is a masterpiece in the world."
Handing the jug back to Huang Yaoshi, Dongzhang pondered over it.
"It's easy to say. If I like it, I will give you a car someday."
"Hahahaha, that's a good relationship, but that's it."
"good."
"Okay, that's it? Don't try to cheat me then." Xu was afraid that Huang Yaoshi was cheating, so Dongzhang quickly put his words to death. It was obvious that he really liked this peach blossom stuffed wine.
"Hahahahahaha, you kid! I, Huang Yaoshi, have promised me that I will never default on my debt." Being chased after the promise by Dongzhang like a child, Huang Yaoshi was made to laugh and cry for a moment. You said he was out of touch with the maturity of an adult.
Yes, sometimes he is quite childish.
But when I think about other juniors, such as his son-in-law Guo Jing, they may never dare to ask for things in front of him. From another perspective, Dong Zhang is a particularly sincere person. No wonder Huang Yaoshi thinks so.
Gotta make eye contact.
"Brother Dongzhang, why did you show up at the Golden Sword King's house?" The two of them chatted less. After all, they are both free and uninhibited people. Huang Yaoshi handed the peach blossom wine to Dongzhang again.
After the latter took a nice sip of the fragrant and sweet peach blossom wine, he put his upper body with one hand behind his back and leaned back slightly. He looked at the swaying tree shadows at the foot of the mountain with contentment and said with a smile: "I can't be idle.
Wherever there is excitement, join in."
"Hahahahaha, I can see that you are a master who can't stand still, but they don't welcome you, brother." Huang Yaoshi couldn't do such an "indecent" move as Dongzhang, so he just put his hands slightly on his knees.
Go up, turn around and tease the cynical young man next to you.
"Qi, they are just a group of delusional people. The world is like this. No matter how you live, there will be people who will make irresponsible remarks. We only come to this world once, eat what we want to eat, meet the people we want to see, and see what we like.
Scenery, doing what you like, that's not enough." Pouting his lips, Dongzhang didn't worry about it at all, and started drinking by himself from time to time.
Huang Yaoshi was left deep in thought, his eyes occasionally looking at Dong Zhang, who was free and easy beside him.
Just when Huang Yaoshi was thinking about his thoughts alone, a clear voice suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain.