Luo Yan Hu does not return

"Okay." Feng Liyuan looked at his proud work, patted the remaining ashes on his hands, and was about to help Xue Heng onto the horse, when he was suddenly bumped hard from behind, even though there was only one staggering, he was still upset Zhiji grabbed the man by the collar.

"what are you doing!"

A bearded man turned his head around, furious and spitting flying. He was really tall, and he rushed forward fiercely. The clothes on his back were pulled and pulled, and his thick and strong back was instantly visible.

Feng Liyuan was also angry at first, seeing such a strong man, he didn't have any fear in his heart, and lazily shouted: "Brother, it's so unreasonable, I just stood here just now, you bumped into the general for no reason When I came up, I didn’t even apologize, I just wanted to rely on this useless fat and lazy meat—”

"Fatty lazy meat... You actually said that I am a fat lazy meat, you kid, you have not even grown your hair yet, how dare you speak so rudely, as long as you are not of your race, you come to pretend to be me so easy to bully—"

The man didn't say much anymore, he raised his hand and rushed to punch, amidst the sound of the wind, Xue Heng looked at Feng Liyuan without any response, sweated profusely in fear, but didn't turn his eyes away.

With a sound of "tied", the man took a step back, and the half-torn gray robe fell off, very embarrassed.

The man turned his sore wrist and said, "I never thought that you, a Han bastard and a long-winded person, still have some skills, and you can take [-]% of my punches."

"It's such an honor, but my brother is still so stubborn. If it weren't for my father who restrained me since I was a child-'Don't fight with others outside, fight for the strong', 'Bullying the weak is not for a gentleman', 'If you can speak, Never do anything' and the like—that palm just now, I should kill you straight away, and I won't let you, a reckless bastard, go on the rampage again."

The man tore off the last corner of the rag, but he was neither humble nor overbearing, calm and composed, and laughed a few times before saying: "You Han boy chattering, mother-in-law, mother-in-law, like that endless bald donkey monk head, you are actually a martial artist , it’s interesting, Grandpa Shi, I have something to do today, so I don’t have time to entangle with you, let’s discuss each other in the future—”

"Leddy, the horse is coming—"

"Brother Jisang, you came at the right time. You met a troublesome kid..."

"How many times have I trained you, you still go in from the left and go out from the right. You are messing around outside alone, and a dozen brothers have arrived. You still have time to grind around here. Get on your horse!"

"Hey!"

"This guy is so strange. Just now that upright and strong man restrained him a lot, but he still obeyed. I just preached a few words, but why did he say 'Namble, mother-in-law'? Ah Heng, don't you think so?"

"Brother, look there—" Xue Heng had already been seduced by the troupe playing a variety of tricks not far away, and ignored Feng Liyuan's full of dissatisfaction.

"...the 'White Tiger Gang' has not appeared for many years, but in this time of war, they came to Luoyang instead, after all..." Feng Liyuan couldn't hold back the enthusiastic Xue Heng, and hurriedly led Chi Ji, and followed Xue Heng closely .

One holds a knife and the other pretends to be a tiger. The "Donghai Huang Gong" is staged on stage. It is about Huang Gong who refuses to accept his old age and wants to subdue the white tiger in the East China Sea.

Huang Gong died, the crowd slowly dispersed, everyone sighed and sighed, only Xue Heng was enjoying it, I don't know why.

Scattered music is unintentional, but the viewer is intentional. What Ji Shao said a few days ago echoed in Feng Liyuan's ears at this time, "Overestimating one's abilities... Overestimate one's abilities..."

Xue Heng heard this and asked, "Brother, why are you overthinking yourself?"

"...It's nothing, are you still able to walk, do you want to get on the horse?"

"No, no, no... Hey, brother, look, there are people fighting over there—"

Feng Liyuan took a closer look, the bearded man named Shi Le, together with more than a dozen strong men, twisted into a ball with the hundred opera troupe just now. , Blood splattered everywhere.

A corner scene attracted thousands of onlookers, and the narrow streets couldn't bear the panic of the crowd, and they rushed to step on it for a while, and the chaos became more and more chaotic.

Feng Liyuan wanted to fly on the horse, but the sleeves were still clenched in Xue Heng's hands, "I forgot that there is such a drag... Hey, what are you thinking, it's not because of the hesitation just now, how can you blame other people's children... "

Feng Liyuan stood on tiptoe and looked around for a long time, finally saw a clean courtyard, picked up Xue Heng and jumped on the ground, jumped over several high walls, and placed Xue Heng in front of a stone Ming hall.

Xue Heng was still in shock, only to hear Feng Liyuan say: "This place is the 'Shiqu Pavilion' built by Emperor Wu|Emperor, with a collection of thousands of volumes, vast as a sea of ​​smoke, you can just stroll here first, brother will come whenever he goes—"

Just as Feng Liyuan was about to leave, he turned around and pulled out a tattered robe from the package on his back.

Before Xue Heng could speak, the robe was already put on his body a few times, it was dirty and torn, and smelled a little rancid, "Brother, I don't want to wear it..."

"How can there be so much nonsense, if you are stuck here and willful, I will ignore you and make you..." Feng Liyuan was at a loss for words for a moment, he knew very little about this young man, and suddenly he couldn't think of any threats to use. The thought of "Ignore you" already made Xue Heng nervous, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

"...I'm also sorry for you, elder brother. You should take a good look inside and don't go out. When I come back later, I will bring you old man Hu's crispy candies to eat. I must remember—"

Xue Heng watched Feng Liyuan climb over the wall and leave, huddled in the corner of the door without moving, and only murmured: "He is so fierce to me...do you think I'm annoying again..."

"This white tiger team is too much, ridiculing my heroes for not being aware of current affairs - the former Cao Mengde' martyr's old age, aspirations are endless', and eventually became a generation of hegemony, competing in the Central Plains. Now in troubled times, it is a great time to rise up. How dare you fool the people , make him shrink back, and let these innocent princes do anything wrong?"

"Brother Jisang, why should we talk nonsense with him, if we don't kill him now, let alone when!"

"If you don't kill now, when will you wait!"

Shi Le raised his arms and shouted, more than a dozen big men shouted in unison, the roar was loud, the White Tiger Gang often practice sumo wrestling, all of them are strong and strong, although they don't shout, they are not inferior.

The street well here is full of people, if these two groups of reckless men continue to fight, I don't know how many people will be accidentally injured. If you want to wait until the Suwei army arrives, it will take a lot of time to evacuate the surrounding crowd, Feng Liyuan is worried , finally couldn't hold back, nodded a few heads and jumped into the formation.

"You are all good men, I don't know what kind of quarrel has arisen, can you argue with me?"

"Boy, what kind of dog do you come from, who can control our 'Eighteen Horsemen of Hemu'?"

"Hmph, we, the White Tiger Gang, are all brave, and it's not your bamboo pole's turn to help!"

"..."

Afterwards, the scolding became more and more unbearable, Feng Liyuan calmed down instead, as long as he waited for a moment, he would be more successful, and he would never let Chengying out of the sheath unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Hey, Brother Ji Sang, I've seen this kid just now."

"I thought this guy was just black-faced, but I didn't expect him to be Han Chinese? Brother, let me go up and beat him—"

Feng Liyuan snorted coldly, and said in his heart: "It's 'not my race, its heart must be different'... Internal troubles have not been eliminated, and external disasters have arisen again. The people are already living in dire straits. Ning Ri? The people of the two sides are so narrow, we can't let them be bad, we must teach them a lesson..."

"This big brother, this is the second time we met, and you already forgot the first time I beat the crap out of you?"

"Brothers, don't listen to his nonsense, I just missed a punch, how can I 'fuck the shit', let's fight again-"

Shi Le got off his horse, gathered his energy in his dantian, and rushed towards him without hesitation, Feng Liyuan dodged sideways, and dodged lightly, Shi Le cursed: "Should be a bitch, hide and hide."

This time, he rushed too far, when Shi Le hurried back, he saw Feng Liyuan flicked the package in his hand, and hit him right in the abdomen, causing him to bend half down, let out a cry of pain, and couldn't stand up again .

"Everyone, I have no intention of hurting others. If you want to compete, you can choose a spacious place. No matter how you seek death, no one will stop you. It's just that today in this busy city, everyone went out to watch the theater happily. , being beaten so nonsense by you, red things become trivial, who is willing to pay off the debts of the whole family?

If you really can't afford to be down, just come here, I can assure you, it's definitely not the one next to you who doesn't hurt, it will definitely... definitely make you regret it for the rest of your life! "

Feng Liyuan originally wanted to say "cut off children and grandchildren", but when he thought about his righteousness before, he must not lose face at a critical moment. This sudden change of words made everyone feel a little bit enlightened, but now they felt weird everywhere and couldn't help laughing.

"Is this kid sick? He dragged the text with our group of illiterate men. It seems that he just took advantage of luck and had no real skills at all..."

"That's right, how can there be such a person in the Jianghu, who will talk a lot of nonsense before making a move, I'm afraid he has watched too many dramas and took the plot of the drama seriously?"

There was laughter from both sides, Feng Liyuan was covered by black powder, unable to show his flushed face, he was stunned for a long time in embarrassment, and delayed for a while, the crowd became more loose.

Everyone was very imposing before, but being disturbed by Feng Liyuan like this reduced their interest in fighting a lot, and they laughed together a few times, the atmosphere was no longer the original tense atmosphere, after a while, the two leading brothers were about to fight again Words exchanged words, and Su Weijun finally came late.

While the crowd was still dense and they had time to disappear, the White Tiger Gang and the "Eighteen Hemu Riders" had a tacit understanding and disappeared after a few runs. Feng Liyuan also hurriedly got into the crowd and squeezed out of the crowded street well.

"Another good deed. It seems that besides inheriting my father's swordsmanship, I should also work hard in the future along with this enlightenment theory..."

It's been a long time since such an embarrassing act happened, but no one knew his last name, so Feng Liyuan was still happy, and led Chi Ji with a smile on his face.

After he walked hundreds of steps following Old Man Hu's cries, he realized that he had nothing on his body except for five rusty and moldy copper coins. With his head drooping, he pulled Chiji back, and hurried to Shiqu Pavilion in a desperate manner.

As Feng Liyuan walked, he said to himself: "I hope Ah Heng is not the kind of person who cares about every detail, otherwise I will teach him later, 'Believe in what you say, do what you do, and you are a villain'. What Confucius said is very reasonable, he must be able to listen to it..."