Martial Arts: Lin Shiyin beats him at the beginning

"This waterfall is not three thousand feet long, but it looks like it is only a few dozen feet long.

Moreover, the Galaxy Falls Nine Heavens is too exaggerated.

It's not as big as the waterfall in our Xiuyu Valley. "

Bai Wuyou was taken aback, and with a red neck, he argued:

"This is a metaphor! Do you understand the metaphor!

Yaoyue, you really don't understand style. "

Yaoyue rolled her eyes and said calmly:

"I don't understand."

Bai Wuyou opened his mouth to say something, but found that nothing came out.

I can only sigh inwardly,

Yaoyue, a dead straight daughter.

I can't even appreciate Li Bai's poems.

Seeing the two bickering, Lianxing couldn't help laughing.

It made Bai Wuyou open his mouth and say:

"What are you laughing at, you can't just know how to practice martial arts.

In the future, we must also strengthen the study of literature classes!

Improve cultural literacy! "

Yaoyue said coldly:

"That's not necessary, but you should teach Xian'er and Xiaohong's idiom level first."

Bai Wuyou looked at Lin Xian'er and Sun Xiaohong with puzzled eyes.

"What happened to her two?"

Wait until Lin Shiyin tells about the second daughter's random use of idioms.

Bai Wuyou instantly looked up to the sky and sighed:

"I think Bai Wuyou is so talented that I can publish a collection of essays, but the people around me are so uneducated.

Sad, sad! "

All the girls rolled their eyes when they saw Bai Wuyou pretending to be b.

All of a sudden, under the waterfall and by the pool, there was cheerful laughter.

……

Sikong Zhaixing finally climbed up from the cliff,

Just came to the back mountain of Huashan.

As the king of stealing kings, he has an extremely sensitive perception of treasure caves and the like.

It didn't take much effort to touch a cave!

This cave, very hidden, is on the half wall of the cliff.

Never be discovered.

Sikong Zhaixing came to the cave with a very excited expression.

“This place has a good feng shui, and it’s so hidden.

If it wasn't for me, Sikong Zhaixing, most people would never have noticed it! "

Complacent for a while, Sikong Zhaixing is no longer polite.

The cave was thoroughly searched.

but.

Sikong Zhaixing checked the cave three times over and over again.

There was a puzzled look on his face:

"Strange, this is so strange!

This place obviously has good geomantic omen, and it is in the back of Mount Hua.

At first glance, it is definitely the treasure house of Huashan's forbidden area.

But why is there no treasure?

And there is no mechanism. "

Sikong Zhaixing looked at the few pieces of tattered clothes hanging on the wall.

And the iron pot on the ground.

Suddenly showing a smug smile:

"Hey, I see.

This cast iron skillet is an absolute treasure!

Hiding the secret in the iron pot is a way to deceive people, right?

Well, you Huashan faction, you are as treacherous as a ghost!

It's a pity that I saw through Sikong Zhaixing when I met him! "

Sikong Zhaixing suddenly became excited.

He picked up the iron pot, performed lightness kung fu, and quickly slipped out.

……

Behind the mountain, at the water pool.

Xiao Zhao and Dai Qisi have rich experience in wild survival,

Picked a lot of fresh fruit around.

After washing it, put it aside.

Bai Wuyou shot a few more pheasants and hares.

A group of people began to have a picnic directly by the stream.

Eating barbecued fruit and playing poker.

The atmosphere is very lively, a happy and peaceful atmosphere.

Just at this moment, an exasperated voice suddenly came:

"Who the hell stole my pot!"

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look.

An old man in shabby clothes, with white beard and hair, jumped out of the woods.

"It's so noisy! Did you steal my iron pot!"

Feng Qingyang has white beard and hair, but his face is flushed red from anger.

How many years have I lived in seclusion in the back mountain.

There is only one iron pot for cooking and cooking.

It has been more than ten years, although the iron pot is rotten, but Feng Qingyang has already developed feelings for it.

When I went back to the cave today, I suddenly found that the iron pot had been stolen.

How can Feng Qingyang not be angry?

"It's just a broken iron pot, you steal it too!

Is not deceiving too much! "

……

In another cave.

Sikong Zhaixing took the stone and smashed the iron pot into pieces.

Taking the fragments to study carefully.

Finally sighed:

"Hey, it's not silver, it's just iron."

"Wairi, it's just a broken iron pot, I thought it was made of gold!

The broken iron pot is still hidden deep in the cave.

These poor bastards of the Huashan faction really have brain problems. ".

Chapter 3 Sikong Zhaixing is happy again

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Bai Wuyou and the others stared blankly at the furious Feng Qingyang.

Lin Xianer secretly whispered:

"Young master, is this a savage?"

Feng Qingyang who roared a few words also calmed down at this moment.

I scanned my eyes, but didn't find my iron pot.

My heart sank, could it be that something happened to the iron pot?

Suddenly said coldly:

"Savage? Be respectful, little girl!

Don't think that if you don't have cultivation, I dare not beat you. "

"Say, who are you?

Why did it appear in the back mountain of the Huashan School? Did you steal my iron pot? "

Bai Wuyou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he guessed in his heart.

This old man with some abnormal spirit, could it be Feng Qingyang?

Lin Xian'er said sweetly:

"We came to Huashan to play.

As for your iron pan, we haven't seen it. "

Feng Qingyang was taken aback, these people really didn't have any cultivation.

It is impossible to climb to your own hermitage.

"Come to Huashan to play?

I don't know when the Huashan School became a temple fair, and anyone can come in and have a look! "

Yaoyue was not used to the old man at all, and said directly:

"Old man, I advise you to mind your own business and don't bother us here."

Feng Qingyang raised his eyebrows, looked at Yaoyue, and said in admiration:

"The little girl is pretty, but she speaks aggressively."

Yaoyue frowned, then picked up a stone and shot it towards Feng Qingyang!

Feng Qingyang was terrified!

The figure dodges sharply and retreats crazily!

Fortunately, Yaoyue didn't intend to kill, but just punished him casually.