It turns out that you are undefeated in the East

In the new year, Mo Wuming still decided to live alone in the courtyard of Zhangshan Village.On New Year's Eve, he first visited Brother Du's family.The eldest nephew Du Mingzhi is already a scholar, and he plans to take the exam next year. He collected the best Hui inkstones and wished him a title on the gold list.

"Wu Ming is here, come in quickly, I have prepared tea and snacks, chat with your second brother first, and have dinner at home at noon."

Seeing that Mo Wuming had arrived, Second Aunt Du greeted her with a smile on her face. She had worked as a steward in Mo Wuming's workshop for these years, and she was paid two taels of silver per month, and there were many silver gifts during festivals.

His second elder brother was also promoted to be a small steward who welcomes guests. The elder son has achieved great fame, while the younger son is growing up in good health.She stroked her belly secretly, it would be nice to have another girl, what a pity.

Mo Wuming put down the New Year's gift and chatted with Du Mingzhi for a while. This child is under a lot of pressure, and he is still studying in his room at this time of year.

"Wu Ming, come and sit here." Second Brother Du took a booklet from the bedroom, came out again, and motioned to the two sons to play, "Don't pester you Uncle Mo, just grab your things and go."

"Ming Qiu, let's go." Mo Wuming rubbed his little nephew's head, suppressing his dissatisfaction with his own father, and seeing the two brothers leave the house, he moved to the other side of the couch and sat down, "What's the matter?" , Brother Du?"

Seeing that the serious person just now suddenly became mysterious, the middle-aged man with a little fat, giggling and waving at him, no matter how wretched he looked, he didn't really want to go there.

"Tsk, that's a good thing." Second Brother Du moved over, and put the things he just hid on the coffee table with a smug expression, "Look, Second Brother worked so hard to get this out."

"What is this?" He opened the brochure suspiciously. It was a portrait of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, with her head lowered delicately, holding a round fan, and her almond eyes were smiling.

He looked up at Second Brother Du, who raised his eyebrows to signal him to continue.Mo Wuming flipped through the pages one by one, they were all portraits of women, with different faces, different services, and different moods. He probably knew what was going on, and it was hard for his brother to bother.

He looked at the small words in the blank space of the portrait in front of him: The second daughter of the Chen family, a merchant in Minglan City, is twenty-eight years old, good at calculating female celebrities, and has a straightforward and sensible temperament.Great good!

Mo Wuming was speechless. It was obvious that Second Brother Du added the last two words. He closed the booklet, looked at Second Brother Du, and was blocked as soon as he opened his mouth.

Brother Du hates iron for being weak, "What are you waiting for, the official media has come to you, and they will introduce you to ugly, vulgar and mentally ill people, or remarried widows. They are the best ones within a radius of ten miles, but it took a lot of time to inquire about them, and you didn’t like any of them?”

"No, Brother Du, I..."

"What are you, I'm as old as you, and Mingqiu can run away. If it wasn't for the fear of hurting your sister-in-law, maybe you have three nephews and four nieces. Look at you, every new year and festival, one You are hiding in front of your father's grave and crying, and you are miserable alone, marrying a daughter-in-law to cry with you is not so pitiful."

Mo Wuming: ...I don't know when I hide from crying and still look miserable.

After several attempts, he failed to interrupt Second Brother Du's anger, so he gave up, listened to the training silently, and gradually lost his mind.

"You don't like these young girls, do you? There's more, do you like this?" Second Brother Du reluctantly took out another picture album, and he found that his brother was looking at girls in their teens and looking childish. Childlike, maybe I really like older ones.

He still felt it was a pity, but it was better than being alone. Don't many emperors like it, he comforted himself.Drink some tea to moisten your throat, and seeing that this kid has been staring at the first page he spread out without moving, sure enough, he put down his cup, and said in a deep voice: "You like this, we are going to prepare it, and we will propose marriage after the new year."

"Ah?" Mo Wuming suddenly came back to his senses after being photographed, "What kind of marriage are you talking about?"

Second Brother Du frowned, and then pointed to the portrait, "Didn't you like this? Although she was married once, her husband was sick and died early, and he didn't have children yet, and he was in good shape."

"Age..., look, let's propose marriage during the Chinese New Year, maybe you will be a father by the end of next year." Second Brother Du exhaled, forget about age, as long as Wu Ming likes it, fortunately, you can have children.It's not easy for a big man like him to be a father to his brother.

Mo Wuming: Why did I fall in love with her?Who is she?

"Second Brother Du, calm down." Pressing down on the person who was planning to prepare a bride price for him, he was rarely impatient, "Brother, listen to me, I really don't like her, I didn't see who you were referring to."

"Then you were staring at the portrait just now."

Heaven and earth have wronged him, he was just thinking about other things, he didn't want to be caught by Du Erge, and he kept mumbling, so he lowered his head and closed his eyes.Why!A man who has entered the middle age can't bear the babbling, and there is no tears.

Seeing that he really didn't like it, Second Brother Du sat down again, opened the brochure and motioned the other party to read one by one, "There should be a type you like."

He touched his face, and he noted those who are enchanting, shrewd, two-married and three-married, and still charming, as long as they are not flawed or have a bad reputation.Second Brother Du looked at the previous brochure with regret. Why don't you like this Shui Ling girl?

Mo Wuming turned a few pages under the gaze of Second Brother Du. He really didn't want to read any more. He raised his head and wiped his face, staring at Second Brother Du: "Brother, to tell you the truth, I really have a fiancee."

In order to appease those who wanted to refute violently, he spoke very quickly with a solemn expression, "I found it, and I will go find him to marry next year."

"Really? Are you lying to me again?"

"I never lied to you. It's not that I didn't find it before. I got the news by accident when I went to Luoyang this year."

Seeing that the elder brother frowned and still didn't believe it, he tilted his head and let Second Brother Du look at his hairpin, "This hairpin was sent by him, and he also sent a lot of gifts. The situation on his side is a bit complicated and far away. We need to discuss the marriage slowly." , so I couldn’t come this year.”

Brother Du believed it a little bit, he knew about it, it was not an annual gift given by mutual friendship in the past years, I don't know who gave it, it was quite weighty, and Wu Ming's performance was different from the excitement in the past.

He didn't inquire about the other party's situation any more, he would know when they got married, "You two will get married next year, you said it."

"Yes." I'm sorry brother, I think male daughter-in-law is more attractive, but it's a bit difficult to marry, and the horoscope has not been written yet. We will talk about next year's matter next year.

Mo Wuming ate a meal at Brother Du's house that was not so easy to swallow. At the table, Second Aunt Du was very comforted and very happy. She not only allowed her man to drink a few more glasses of wine, but also drank two glasses herself.

The elder and younger nephews also expressed their satisfaction. The elder nephew was more prudent and only congratulated a few words in a polite and subtle way. The younger nephew was very aggressive and kept telling him to take good care of his future aunt and asked if his aunt was a great beauty.Mo Wuming smiled and asked him if he still wanted to practice martial arts.If you think about it, eat more.Don't talk so much!

This year has been a solid one. On the first day of the new year, he visited his father's tomb and made an offering. Before staying longer, he returned to Zhuangzi.

Another year of spring flowers blooming and fragrant, Mo Wuming once again released the pigeons. Brother Fang seems to be very busy these days, and he didn't reply to the previous letters.

He often sent Brother Fang some fashionable things, but traveling from Luoyang was a waste of time.Later he found out that Brother Fang's family was in Hebei, and he gave him several pairs of pigeons to deliver letters.Although it is still troublesome to send heavy items, fortunately, there are more correspondence.

He looked at the pigeons flying far away, thinking about taking a long trip, and let go of the words of marrying a wife, no matter whether he can get married or not, he must act first.I hope Brother Fang can write back to him. Hebei is so big and there is no specific location. Where can he find someone.

***

When the Dragon Boat Festival feast was approaching, Dongfang found a place for Ren Woxing to retreat. After repeated consideration, he finally brought Jiayi and the others to a cave.

He didn't bring many people with him, firstly, Ren Woxing's own skills are high, and it doesn't help if there are too many people and not enough skills, and secondly, he wants to keep the wind from leaking.

There was no one around, Dongfang tried loudly outside: "As the leader, there is an emergency in the sect, the Wuyue Sword Sect and other sects want to attack Muya, you need to take charge of the overall situation, and the sect may be destroyed in one fell swoop."

He listened with his ears: "Master Ren?"

As soon as A saw the master looking over, he hurriedly nodded affirmatively: "It's definitely here."

Dongfang squinted his eyes and motioned for people to open the stone gate. While watching the guards groping the stone wall, he pretended to be worried: "Master Ren, you are alright, nothing will happen to you, and this subordinate will come in to rescue you..."

The guards found the switch, and asked their master for advice. Dongfang took two steps back and nodded. The group of people clenched their weapons and stared at the slowly opening stone door.

Early summer was hot and dry, the shade of the trees on the mountainside could not cover the scorching sun, and the foreheads of the guards in black tights were dripping with sweat.The stone door was opened with a gap half a foot wide, no one spoke, only the whistling of wind and the sound of throat sliding exploded in the ears.

Time seemed to pass extremely slowly in the tension, his eyes were unbearably wide open, and the stone gate was about to open halfway.Suddenly! There was a loud bang, and a burst of stone debris splashed, and everyone hurriedly blocked it with their swords.After clearing away the smoke, dust and rocks, a big man in a black embroidered brocade robe flew to the ground from the dark entrance of the cave, and the stone gates at the entrance of the cave were scattered and cracked.

The guards were waiting in full force, the man was full of beards, eyes like copper bulls, scarlet, murderous, swollen muscles, and his robes were hunting.

"Dongfang Mian, are you trying to usurp the throne?" Ren Woxing suppressed his anger and asked.Just now he was drawing the true qi of his travels back to his dantian, and he hasn't made any adjustments yet, this thief almost ruined his big business, he wished he could eat his flesh alive, he hates that he is not in a good state now.

Dongfang was startled by the true energy that blasted open the stone gate just now, Ren Woxing's internal strength is at such a level, he is not his opponent at present.He was not in a hurry to do it, he wasn't sure if something went wrong with Ren Woxing's practice.

While sizing him up, he confessed: "Master Ren, the situation in the church is really urgent, and I have to bother you, old man."

"That group of degenerate sects who claim to be righteous, have a few catties and a few taels who dare to attack my Sun Moon God Sect. Don't make a fuss. You go back to appease everyone."

"How can I be as good as your old man, if you show up, you will be like a magic needle for calming the sea." Dongfang thought in his heart, let me be irritable and irritable in the usual days, and my actions became more ruthless and decisive, and I didn't speak as much as today.He narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the future, Ren Woxing is not sure how he will retaliate against him, let's fight hard today.

While speaking, he flicked two fingers of his right hand, and a steel needle struck Ren Woxing's big acupoint on the neck from below.Ren Woxing waved his sleeves to dodge, furious, it seems that today can't be good, he must take down Fang Mian as soon as possible.After thinking about it, he turned his palm into a claw and grabbed it in front of Dongfang.

Ren Woxing has deep internal strength, rough and fierce moves, and he has just completed the oriental magical skills. Although his internal breath is not as good as Ren Woxing, he is superior in that he walks extremely fast, and his movements are as fast as lightning, which is difficult to catch with the naked eye.The two masters confront each other, and no one else can intervene, so they have to surround them from a distance, raising their swords to be vigilant.

In a short while, the two had fought for more than 200 rounds, let Woxing grit his teeth, Dongfang Mian was slippery, and even fought him with a needle, he couldn't catch him at all, and it was difficult to absorb his true energy.

It won't work if it goes on like this, he is already infuriatingly chaotic, and it is easy to go crazy.As if he had made up his mind, Ren Woxing flipped his hands down and turned them into claws, his whole body surged with qi, and for a moment the guard who was weaker in skill was so excited that he vomited blood on the spot.

Dongfang had no time to take care of his personal guards, he caressed his left arm, secretly guarded, with steel needles protruding between his ten fingers.Ren Woxing yelled, and with coercion, his hands changed quickly, locking onto the big acupoint on Dongfang's body, making it nowhere to hide.Dongfang didn't dodge, and went to meet him head-on, in a blink of an eye, all eight steel needles came out.

Ren Woxing sneered, filled his body with genuine energy, twisted and dodged lightly, freed one hand to push away the steel needle in front of him, and the other hand kept slapping Dongfang, vowing to beat him seriously and break his neck.Now that the steel needle has been knocked down, I let Woxing's zhenqi disperse for a while, and the palms gathered a little more zhenqi, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised up, as if he saw the end of this guy's meridians being cut off and his head and neck separated.

Dongfang hurriedly went up to meet his palms, as if he was at the end of his rope, but in the next second, Ren Woxing paused slightly, releasing a lot of force.Dongfang didn't have time to dodge Ren Woxing's attack, so he resisted it with all his strength, and then rolled backwards along with the surge of true energy, 'poof' spitting out a mouthful of blood.

However, he didn't care about the injury, and he didn't even wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Ren Woxing for a moment, and slowly stood up.He left an embroidery needle with silk thread and pierced it eight stitches behind.

Ren Woxing looked down at the embroidery needle piercing his Tanzhong acupoint, he thought that all the stamina of the needles had been removed, but he never thought that this needle with obviously insufficient stamina would regain strength.For a moment, more than a dozen strands of true energy collided in his body, and he vomited a lot of blood in a 'wow', staring at Dongfang Mian bitterly.

Dongfang adjusted his breath a little, trying to get worse from his internal injuries, without any delay, he stepped forward to restrain the maddened Ren Woxing, locking his acupoints all over his body.The flying sand and rocks gradually fell to the ground, and the scene was silent for a while, Dongfang shook his body, coughed lightly and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, almost fell to the ground.

As soon as A came back to his senses, he pursed his lips and rushed to the master's side, took out the elixir and handed it over.Dongfang took it, raised his head and swallowed it, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate and adjust his breath.

"Both of you go and tie it up and let me go. The injured ones take medicine to adjust their breath, and return to religion for additional training." A Yi did not delay the master's healing, and called everyone to deal with the follow-up.

Dusk is coming, the sky is getting darker, and the east is slowly closing in. He doesn't intend to kill Ren Woxing. After all, he is promoted, and it is also considered a kindness to him. If we can see him in the future, his sunflower canon will be great. Dafa doesn't know who is better.He looked at the unconscious Ren Woxing on the ground, perhaps it was difficult to make such a comparison.

Don't wait to think about it, because the night is full of dreams, Dongfang only brought three people to pack Ren Woxing into a box, and went down the Blackwood Cliff overnight.