"The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of Morality were famous in the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties.
The Five Hegemons and the Seven Heroes were at war in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the rise and fall of the Qin and Han Dynasties were at their hands."
Just as Shan Fei and the Ma family were having a tense argument, a voice suddenly sounded in the distance. Everyone turned around and saw two Taoist priests coming from the northwest. As they got closer, the old Taoist priest chanted a song.
Gradually approaching the Fengyu Pavilion, the little Taoist priest carried a white flag on his shoulders, and four words dangled in the air: See through the world.
"He's here!"
"It turns out this old bastard is not dead yet!"
Shan Fei frowned: "Fortune teller, what do you have to say?"
"Fellow fellows in the martial arts world, today at Fengyu Pavilion, all the brothers from the Green Forest Road are here. What is the most important thing when traveling in the martial arts world?
"Be kind!" the young man said firmly.
"Of course." The old man said with a smile: "We can't hurt the harmony between brothers. If you dare to be brave today, let the little old man be fair and help everyone arrange their positions, okay?"
"Fortune teller, you read a lot and know a lot of things. Could you please tell me, which one of us should sit in the second chair?"
"You two, please be patient."
The old man stroked his beard with a smile. The group of reckless demons in front of him had always been the second best in temperament, so it was not easy for them to admit that they were not as good as others.
If something doesn't go his way, he will draw his sword and kill the old man. But faced with this difficult problem, the old man doesn't seem to feel any headache at all.
"The first chair is naturally for Mr. Xiong from Fuhu Mountain to sit on."
After the old Taoist said this, the originally noisy Fengyu Pavilion suddenly became quiet, and even the howling wind in the wilderness became silent.
After a while, Shan Fei snorted coldly and said, "Everyone knows this, so you don't need to talk nonsense."
Ma Wudao: "We don't want to argue with Boss Xiong, why don't you just say the second one?"
"Since you two are going to fight, let's put it aside for now. The old Taoist has just seen that there are eighty-one chairs here, so let's start from the back."
The place in front of the Fengyu Pavilion was a mess, with people constantly passing by. In fact, it was not easy to count how many chairs there were. And for more people present, it was difficult for them to count from one to ten. But they did not expect that this veteran was just
With a quick glance, you can accurately quote the amount.
He arranged everyone's seats from back to front, and everyone present was not dissatisfied. Although some people said on the surface: I am not as good as him, but in their hearts they thought: This veteran's words do have some truth.
He stood there and talked eloquently. He explained everyone's origins, abilities, and things they had done. Some things that few people knew about were revealed by this veteran at this moment.
Shan Fei played with the dagger in his palm and stared at the back of Lao Dao's head, a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes.
The Fengyu Pavilion was in a mess, and no one noticed that there was a small sedan parked on a slope far away from here.
Yang Longting stood on the slope with his hands behind his hands, looking in the direction of Fengyu Pavilion.
"A bunch of people, what's the point of fighting over a few chairs?" Qi Delong said.
Yang Long stopped and smiled: "There has always been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. When a group of reckless men gather together, they will naturally argue about their superiority. You think they are fighting for chairs, but they are fighting for status."
"Lord, do you need me to take care of it? If the trouble continues, I'm afraid there will be some trouble?" said military advisor Li Shanyan.
"No need. Let them fight and make trouble. Even if a few people die today, it doesn't matter. I also want to see who is the leader of the bandits in my area."
Yang Longting will not show up at Fengyu Pavilion today, and his status will never be reduced to exchanging cups with a group of bandits. However, Yang Longting still has the interest to watch the excitement.
"Although there are green forests and wild grass, there are also strange people and strangers. Unfortunately, they can't be used by me in the end." Yang Long stopped and waved his hands, sighing softly.
Under the wind and rain pavilion, it was still noisy and there were all kinds of sounds.
Shan Fei was already impatient with waiting, and suddenly said: "Fortune teller, don't talk nonsense, just tell me who should sit in this chair. If you say it wrong, grandpa will cut you with a knife."
"According to the old way, neither of you is worthy of sitting there. There is someone else who can walk on the green forest road in Youzhou."
"Who!" Ma Wu.
"What!"
The thieves were discussing again, and all kinds of voices were mixed together.
At this time, a horse-drawn sleigh came from the north, with several people nestled in the car. The driver stopped the horses only when they were almost under the wind and rain pavilion.
The "groomman" has a good appearance, an eight-foot body, and a pair of piercing tiger eyes. Three more people got out of the car, a wretched old man with a goatee, a young man wrapped in a big robe, and...
"It turns out to be the leader of Gao Village!"
"Last time I was a guest at Feihu Village, you and I didn't have enough wine."
"Master Gao, I'm thinking of doing a business partnership with you. Are you interested?"
At this time, someone had already recognized Gao Feihu, and the crowd surrounded Gao Feihu, who was also busy saying hello to everyone.
Cheng Dalei walked forward wrapped in a big robe. It was very windy today and he didn't like the weather very much. He looked up and saw a few chairs in the pavilion, but no one was sitting on them, so he wanted to go in and take shelter from the wind.
He strolled into the pavilion and saw Ma Wu and Yang Long looking at him with strange eyes. Cheng Dalei touched his face, wondering if he had noticed that he didn't wash his face today. Forget it, he didn't recognize him anyway, so he left him alone.
He looked at the chair on the left, then on the right, and then sat on the Taishi chair on the left.
I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air...
Shan Fei was stunned for a long time without regaining consciousness, and suddenly jumped in front of Cheng Dalei: "Boy, are you looking for death?"
Cheng Dalei raised his head with an innocent look on his face.
"Are you qualified to sit in this seat?" Shan Fei pointed at Cheng Dalei's nose with his index finger: "Get out."
Cheng Dalei looked at Xu Shenji, Xu Shenji looked at Qin Man, and Qin Man looked at Solo Fei.
Qin Man took action and grabbed Shan Fei's wrist with a fierce force. Shan Fei ducked to avoid Qin Man, and raised the dagger upward to stab Qin Man's lower abdomen. Qin Man pulled out the short knife on his waist to kill Shan Fei, clang, in the air
There was a muffled sound, and the two of them launched several moves in succession, so fast that they could not see clearly.
Solo Fei had long hands and long legs, and his figure was ridiculously fast. Everyone felt a flash in front of their eyes, and a gray shadow rushed towards the top of the pavilion. In the blur, a big hand stretched out to grab his ankle and threw him hard.
Hit the ground directly.
Solo Fei's throat sweetened, and then he rushed forward desperately. A tiger-like figure rushed out from the pavilion, and the two of them chased each other. Qin Man chased him two miles away, and then captured the master Solo Fei, and directly
He carried it back.
Boom!
Qin Man threw Shan Fei to the ground hard, and then chopped off his left foot with a knife.
"ah!"
Shan Fei hugged his legs and let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.
It was so fast that some people didn't even see what was going on, and looked into the pavilion one after another.
Cheng Dalei was leaning on the Grand Master's chair, with his sleeves stretched out in his hands and his chin on his head as he looked at everyone.