How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

Baimei Mountain is both high and dangerous. Although there are villages at the foot of the mountain, there is only one family on the mountain—the Teng family.

"This Teng family started out as a hidden weapon business."

This is a place higher than halfway up the mountain, and the plaque with the words "Baimei Mountain Villa" on the lintel is unknown who wrote it. At first glance, Xingheying only thinks that this word is not much better than his dog crawling body go.Next to him, Shui Fengqing led the horse, raised his hand and knocked on Xingheying's forehead:

"Did you hear?"

Xingheying turned to look at him: "Huh?"

"The Teng family started the hidden weapon business," Shui Fengqing said again, also to Jian Qianshan, "In the early years, the Teng family's unique hidden weapon was called 'Pihuo Qiuhuang', but although it is a unique , but everyone in Jianghu can use it, do you know why?"

Xingheying gave him a look as if he was looking at a staff: "You said that his family started the hidden weapon business. Besides selling hidden weapons to others, do you need any other explanation?"

"..." Shui Fengqing was silent for a moment, her eyes became deeper and deeper, "Xiaoying, you have changed, you are no longer the cutie who looked at the three candies in my hand and said they were four."

Xingheying: I am Nima!

Jian Qianshan on the side laughed: "No, he doesn't know how to count now. He read seven pages of a seventy-page book and insisted that he finished it."

Xingheying: I love you!

In order to prevent these two people from getting together and run on him, Xingheying chose to raise his hand and surrender: "The Teng family's hidden weapon is Huoqiuhuang, tsk, this name is really a mouthful... Then what? What happened? Because he sold it and was sold by too many people." Is it poor to imitate? Pfft—”

This time, of course, it wasn't Jian Qianshan's whisk that smeared his face, it was Shui Fengqing's folding fan that slapped him on the face: "Pay attention to your stinky mouth, this is the door of someone's house." As Shui Fengqing said, he turned to fan himself He fanned the wind, "Pihuo Qiuhuang cannot be disassembled after it is made, it will explode. You don't know very well in this generation, it was about four or fifty years ago, people who walked the rivers and lakes at that time did not bring a Pihuo Qiuhuang , I have no idea."

"What happened next?" Xingheying asked impatiently, but the people from Baimei Villa had already greeted him, and he also knew the reason not to gossip in front of others, so he obediently shut up.There was a boy who had checked the invitation cards of Jian Qianshan, Feng Heming and Shui Fengqing, but he was a little puzzled when he looked at Feng Heming:

"You are Mr. Tiekou?"

"No, I'm his disciple." Shui Fengqing said with a smile on his face, in Xingheying's eyes, he was a cunning old fox, "My teacher occasionally feels cold, so it's inconvenient to travel far. Zi said , if there is something to do, the disciple will do his best. He just came here on behalf of the teacher."

Of course, it didn't say that it had to be the person himself. Mr. Tiekou was just a well-known storyteller in Jianghu. If he couldn't come, it wouldn't hurt to replace it with his disciple.Letting everyone in like this, until they entered the courtyard where guests were arranged, and there were no more servants from Baimei Mountain Villa around, Xingheying then asked Shui Fengqing: "Go on, what happened afterwards?"

Shui Fengqing then beckoned and sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, letting Jian Qianshan, Xingheying and Feng Heming, who came to listen to the follow-up, sit around——Baimei Villa occupies a vast area, and according to different schools, , are divided into separate courtyards.Feng Heming represented Zheliu Mountain Villa, which was in the courtyard next to them; since Shui Fengqing came here alone, after communicating with others, he directly lived in the place of Lingxu Jianmen.It is convenient for these four people to continue gossiping——

"The Teng family was also the master of martial arts at the beginning, the kind of master of martial arts who can compete with Lingxu Jianmen." Shui Fengqing may have committed an occupational disease, and he reached out to touch the table, but there was no gavel.Xingheying casually took out an ink stick from the kudzu pouch at his waist and stuffed it to Shui Fengqing: "I know this thing is a little small, so you deal with it first. Be gentle when shooting, I haven't Used it, bought it new."

It's really small, better than nothing.Shui Fengqing took a symbolic pat on the shocking ink note:

"Back then, the Teng family quickly amassed a large amount of financial resources by relying on the hidden weapon business of Pihuo Qiuhuang. Pihuo Qiuhuang is not a simple hidden weapon, but a collective name for a total of 40 kinds of hidden weapons. When the Teng family sold hidden weapons, The Pihuoqiuhuang sold in batches is nothing more than a more powerful thunderbolt plus a barbed wire; better Pihuoqiuhuang will be tailored according to the buyer's situation. However, until [-] years ago, the Teng family During the handover of the Patriarch, the atlas of Pihuo Qiuhuang was lost, resulting in the loss of hundreds of crafts of Pihuo Qiuhuang—this is the reason why the Teng family has plummeted. Li Zhixin. The current Patriarch is the youngest and least favored, Teng Xin."

Jian Qianshan thought of what Xingheying said about Teng Xin's poor character.Asking Shui Fengqing with some doubts: "Brother Jiaming, how did this Teng Xin become the head of the family?"

Shui Fengqing opened the folding fan with his right hand: "Speaking of which, it was a famous scandal in Jianghu back then."

"This gentleman!"

Suddenly someone interrupted, Xingheying looked up, and saw a man in blue shirt, who looked like a businessman, but a little bookish, about forty, not fat, just a little tall.The man interrupted Shui Fengqing's gossip, then came in, clasped his fists and saluted all over the world: "This is Mr. Tiekou's disciple? I'm sorry, I'm in the lower Tengwu Mountain. My father is indeed ashamed of what he did back then, but after all, he is also my family." Can you please stop talking about family matters?"

Ah, the gossip's father was caught by his own son.Xingheying couldn't bear to look directly at the scene of the overturned car, but Shui Fengqing looked normal, probably because he was smashed too many times when compiling the script.At this moment, he only nodded slightly: "I'm being rude."

After Teng Wushan left, Xingheying raised his eyebrows, and looked at Shui Fengqing with some gloat on his face: "This is Teng Xin's son?"

Shui Fengqing just laughed, holding the ink stick in his hand all the time, and at this moment, he slapped it——

"In the past, the sea was difficult for water, except for Wushan, which is not a cloud. The names of the six children in Teng Xin's family were photographed according to this poem. The eldest son was the most unlucky, and his name was Teng Zeng. The eldest son was born to his eldest daughter-in-law, and the eldest daughter-in-law also had difficulty in childbirth. This is why the child was named after Yuan Weizhi's poem. Don't think he is really affectionate, you have heard of Yuan Zhen's character." Shui Fengqing shook his head: "Well, late Let’s talk about it later, I didn’t promise Teng Wushan not to talk about it.”

"..." I knew that you must be the most brazen person I've ever seen in my life.Xingheying heheed twice, and saw Shui Fengqing let go of the "gavel" and raised his hand to rest his chin: "Speaking of this, I'm wondering what information this Teng Xin can grasp..."

Xingheying got up suddenly, turned around and ran, still using the kind of running that used lightness kung fu to climb a tree.

Shui Fengqing:? ? ?

Jian Qianshan stretched out his hand silently, and pointed to Shui Fengqing's hand.Shui Fengqing lowered his head, only then did he see that the ink stick that Xingheying gave him had melted into a layer, covered the ink in his hand, and now he rubbed his face...

"Xingheying!" Shui Fengqing slapped the table, and Xingheying was far behind him in terms of Qinggong——

"You did it yourself! It's none of my business!"

"Don't eat at night! Vomiting is a waste!!"