It was quiet in the car. Tie Zhao drove the car very slowly and steadily, and almost no bumps were felt in the car.
Old man Chen shouted and swallowed the wontons with thin skin and big fillings.
It's still a familiar taste, a taste that has never changed over the years.
The third child still remembers him. He hasn't seen him for so many years, but his habits are remembered in his heart.
Ding Xiaoyi was surprised that Mr. Chen and the old man selling wontons actually recognized each other.
But when I think about it carefully, the old man selling wontons has frosty white hair and is about the same age as Mr. Chen.
It's not unusual for the two to recognize each other.
Even though modern scientific medical methods have greatly improved people's lives, there are very few old people like Mr. Chen who have come out of the turbulent dark age.
Thinking of the previous photos, Ding Xiaoyi quickly took out the photos and compared them quietly.
Sure enough, the young man wearing a white vest and holding a girl in the upper left corner looks very similar to the old man selling wontons.
It's just that the young man in the photo is masculine, young and handsome, which is enough to beat those young freshmen now.
Although the old man selling wontons has very similar edges and corners, he is too old and can no longer see his former charm.
Carefully turning the photo to the back, I saw that the title of this man was suddenly written on the back of the photo: [King Wu]
Scanning his eyes again, he saw that the last person in the photo was also the only one wearing a mask among the four men. Behind his photo was the words "Strange Saint"
[Yan Emperor] [Buddha Fire] [Martial King] [Strange Saint] These are the four brothers of Mr. Chen back then.
From the titles of these people, we can see how high-spirited and outstanding the four of them were back then.
Nowadays, time flies by, but what is left behind is the old man with gray hair and dying.
This can't help but sigh, and even more sad.
When they were at their most prosperous and dazzling, I don't know what kind of blow they suffered that made them completely disappear.
"It's getting late, let's go to Wang's house!"
At this time, Old Man Chen glanced at the time, put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and said to Tiezhao.
"Mr. Chen! Please think about it again. If anything happens, we can sit down and talk about it. There is no need to kill each other in the same room."
Finally, Tie Zhao, who had been silent all the way, couldn't help but speak.
"That's called fighting in the same room. Go back and read the dictionary carefully!"
Chen Laoyi curled his lips and did not respond to Tiezhao's words. He just pointed out that he had used wrong words.
Tiezhao's face turned red, and he became even more anxious: "Mr. Chen, the Wang family must have arranged an ambush now. You go now..."
"drive!"
Under the cold voice, there was a chill of impatience, and the soul-suppressing folder at hand seemed to feel the murderous intention of Mr. Chen, and it began to tremble restlessly.
Even though Iron Claw was extremely anxious when he saw this, he didn't dare to say another word.
He was afraid that if he angered Mr. Chen now, it would be self-defeating.
The car slowly drove in the direction of Wang's house, which was a castle-like mansion built in the suburbs against the mountains and forests.
When the car reached the foot of the mountain, there were already people standing there waiting.
Wearing a black robe, his long hair was tied into braids and randomly rolled into a ball. He looked slovenly. People who didn't know better might think that he had encountered a psychopath.
"It's him!"
After seeing the people blocking the road at the foot of the mountain, Tiezhao gradually slowed down and stopped the car steadily.
"Mr. Chen... look at..."
Before Tiezhao could finish his words, he saw old man Chen opening the car door, putting his spiritual folder on his back and stepping out of the car.
"Hey, who is this??"
Ding Xiaoyi did not follow immediately, but hid in the car and asked.
While asking Iron Claw, a ray of spiritual energy shone in his eyes, and he saw the sloppy man in front of him. The spiritual energy fluctuations surging in his body were astonishingly strong, and he was actually similar to himself!
You know, although I only absorbed two bottles of spiritual energy essence, the methods were different.
There is no waste in the process of absorbing it yourself.
Therefore, the amount of one bottle of spiritual energy essence allows you to surpass others, and there are as many as five or six bottles of drinking methods.
The spiritual power of the person in front of me is almost the same as my current spiritual power.
It can be seen that he is also a master!
"Drunk! This guy is a well-known intermediate spiritual master. If nothing unexpected happens, he may be nominated to become a senior spiritual master next year. The Wang family is spending a lot of money this time!"
Tie Zhao took a deep breath and quietly introduced the origin of drunkenness to Ding Xiaoyi.
It is said that this guy must drink alcohol to bring out the unique abilities of a psychic creature. The stronger the alcohol he drinks, the stronger he becomes.
But it is said that once again, he drank to the point of alcohol poisoning and almost risked his life.
Since then, he has rarely taken action. If he is nominated as a senior spirit exterminator next year, he will only be in his forties. He is probably the youngest master among senior spirit exterminators in recent years.
The body of a spiritual master is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and his metabolism is also faster than that of ordinary people.
It is possible to drink alcohol to the point of alcohol poisoning. How much alcohol did this guy drink at that time?
Even if he said he drank alcohol directly, he would believe it.
But what caught my attention even more was that this guy could only exert his power as a psychic creature when he drank. Could this be the same as Wang Jialiang who had to dress up as a woman?
He was worried that the other party might have mastered the way to truly communicate with psychic creatures. If so, his strength would be even more amazing.
It's no wonder that Iron Claw said that the other party might be promoted to senior spirit exterminator next year.
"Senior Chen!"
Zuidi took two steps forward and bowed respectfully to Mr. Chen.
He had already heard the name of the Buddha Fire when he was very young.
I just didn't expect that one day I would face this senior.
"Let it, or not let it!"
He was caressing the spirit-suppressing clip in his hand, as if he was comforting his old friend.
But her voice lacked the patience that she had when talking to Ding Xiaoyi in the past.
Zuidi's face was even more bitter. He originally wanted to say something shabby, but he didn't expect that Old Man Chen would be so direct.
But he wasn't angry either. After all, he was a junior and was far from qualified to be on an equal footing with seniors like Mr. Chen.
"No!"
Drunk's voice was loud and clear, leaving no room for maneuver.
"I owe the Wang family my life, and I should repay it with my own life. Senior, I have offended you!"
The drunkard's voice fell, and he quickly stepped back and took the wine gourd from his waist. Suddenly, a strong aroma of wine filled the air from the gourd.
It's a mixed fruity flavor.
"smell good!"
The aroma of wine was pervasive, even Ding Xiaoyi and Tiezhao who were sitting in the car could smell the strong aroma of wine.
"not good!"
At this moment, Tie Zhao suddenly remembered something and quickly covered his mouth and nose: "Don't smell his wine..."
Just when Tie Zhao was about to say something more, a double image began to appear in front of his eyes, and the strong aroma of wine began to make him a little drunk.
Seeing Tie Zhao shaking his head and his face getting redder and redder, Ding Xiaoyi felt that he was getting more and more energetic.
He didn't know why, but he felt that although the wine was fragrant, it didn't make him heady.
Soon, the aroma of wine filled the air and the surroundings condensed into a vast mist.
The mist seemed to swallow up everything around it, gradually making it difficult to see what the surrounding environment looked like.
Even Mr. Chen's figure was swallowed up in it.
At this time, I heard a low cry: "The wine is burning!"
The moment the voice fell, a blazing heat burst out in the air before his eyes.
The little bits of water mist in the white mist seemed to be ignited instantly.
Illuminating the surrounding area into a sea of blazing fire.
"Whoosh!"
The sea of fire roared and condensed into a huge flaming fist, hitting Mr. Chen.
In the shocking scene, Jiu Dian punched forward and hit Chen Lai's head with such force that the air made an explosion-like sound.
Along with the fire fist attack, the heat flow makes people feel as if their whole body is on fire.
Seeing that something was wrong, Ding Xiaoyi pushed away the drunken and unconscious iron pillar on the driver's seat, quickly shifted into reverse gear, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
"Buzz!!"
The hover car made a buzzing sound, perhaps because of the thick alcohol in the air.
The car's jets suddenly erupted with blue flames.
The car quickly began to retreat, but the blazing heat was faster than them.
It came like wildfire.
"This is the strength of top masters!!"
Ding Xiaoyi felt a little nervous and felt that he was well prepared.
But when I actually faced such a top expert, I realized that my idea seemed to be wrong.
The flames quickly started to burn the car, and Ding Xiaoyi could even see the burning sparks in the air conditioner vent.
“Too tender!”
In the sea of fire, the silhouette of Mr. Chen emerged, and his skinny palm suddenly reached forward.
Just listen to the sound of "Bang!"
The light in front of my eyes suddenly dimmed, and the burning flame was extinguished in an instant.
"Zi..."
The moment the flames extinguished, the entire car began to emit smoke.
Ding Xiaoyi hurriedly pulled Tie Zhao out of the car, then looked in the direction of Mr. Chen and was stunned.
The air was filled with thick smoke, and a strong wind swept through it. After the smoke was blown away, Mr. Chen was still standing in his original position, without even taking a step forward.
The skinny palms were raised high in the air, revealing the arms that were already like firewood under the sleeves.
What is shocking is that he has such an arm that seems to have no muscles, but he is holding the drunkard's throat and lifting the person in the air, as easily as an eagle catching a chicken.
"Woooooooo..."
The slender fingers were stuck on Jiu Dian's throat like a golden hoop, causing Jiu Dian's face to turn red and purple, and veins bulging on his forehead.
Still struggling, I found that the disparity in power between the two was so huge that it was despairing.
"too long……"
Old Man Chen narrowed his eyes into a slit and stroked the soul-suppressing clip in his hand, as if muttering: "It's been too long..."
While he was talking, he saw Old Man Chen punch the Zhenling folder.
"Bang! Bang!" There was a shattering sound, and countless delicate parts split into several pieces in mid-air. A bright red blood light suddenly spread out from the shattered box, turning the sky into a bright red.
It was burning like a bloody flame.
"Buzz..." A big knife hung up from the blood light, its plain blade without any texture or decoration.
However, as he swung it, there was a tearing sound like a ghostly howl. Chen Lao held the blade in his hand, and for a moment the blood light seemed to cover it with a layer of blood-solidified battle armor.
"too long!!!"
Old Man Chen's voice came out, full of madness and violence: "You have forgotten me for too long, so long that you have forgotten how the fire under the pagoda burned?"
The moment he finished speaking, Old Man Chen waved his hand and threw Jiupian into the air. At the same time, he flipped up the big knife in his hand, and a trace of blood penetrated the sky.
"Pfft!!"
At the moment when the blood was spilled, the blood burned in the air.
Like scattered red fireworks, it attracted everyone's attention.
Under the blood and fire, a head fell.
Jiu Dian's eyes quickly spun in front of him, with panic and shock on his cheeks, and he finally fell heavily from mid-air to the ground...