Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 105 Curiosity Killed the Cat
"Originally, I thought that after 20 years, you should have forgotten me."

"But, I didn't expect you to come to the door anyway."

"Could it be that you really don't want to let go of me, a bad old man? Can't you let me spend the rest of my life in this small world?"

After the old man by the window who was pretending to be a master walked into the study, his style of painting suddenly changed, and he actually played the sad card, and he burst into tears after he finished speaking.

Fan Chengfeng's face is full of you, you are making fun of me, what is this all about?
What came to my face was the unknown.

I really want to go forward and say something more, exm, old man, do we know each other?

Fan Chengfeng didn't like this familiar way very much, it felt like he was telling a story.

"Is Qingquefeng interesting? I was abolished by you and kicked out of the mountain gate. It has been 20 years, and I still don't forget it."

The old man is very sad, this story is really bloody.

Fan Chengfeng came to a realization in an instant. This old man, who said all about Qingque Peak, was wretched at the first moment, and full of sadness at the next moment, was the biggest backer behind the Qi family.

His provenance qualifies, and his timing fits perfectly.

However, Fan Chengfeng felt a little regretful in his heart.

In fact, the old man was just looking for someone to complain from the beginning to the end.

The old man regarded Fan Chengfeng as someone who came from Qingque Peak in Raoshizi. In this way, half of it was indeed a rather miserable time. During that time, Dongzang XC was in constant panic and worried all day long. He kept it in his heart. He was very blue and thin .But the other half is just pretending.

He said earlier that he had already noticed Fan Chengfeng the moment he stepped in.

How much perceptual ability does this require?

Also, when Fan Chengfeng came in, the old man seemed to be still messing around. Under such circumstances, he still had the ability to focus on two things. If you really treat him like a bad old man, you will be finished.

"Old man, you have been talking for a long time, but I didn't understand a word."

"Where is Qingque Peak? Is it fun?"

Fan Chengfeng chuckled, "I'm just passing by to get some soy sauce. If I haven't been here, you two continue."

He turned around, opened another window, and jumped on it without hesitation.

But the next moment, his figure froze there.

Because, the old man who was originally inside the house unexpectedly arrived outside the house at some point, and stopped him with a smile.

Such a terrifying movement made Fan Chengfeng feel his scalp go numb.

"It doesn't matter whether you really don't understand or you don't understand, since you're here today, you can stay here with my old man."

The old man stretched out his hands into claws, and leaned forward, with a sharp whistling sound.

Fan Chengfeng bit the bullet and punched the old man's chest, but he quickly backed away.

The old man's accomplishments in lightness kung fu made him have no desire to fight.

Dodging the claw, he retreated back into the room, gained a little bit of respite, and immediately jumped up with all his strength. With an idea in his mind, an iron rod appeared in his hand.

Boom!

Fortunately, this other courtyard is too much in pursuit of antique style, with blue bricks and green tiles, and the top is made of wood. When the iron rod is lifted, a big hole will be directly broken.

Landing on the roof, Fan Chengfeng didn't have time to determine a direction, and he ran to the extreme without a trace, and ran wildly.

The old man also went up to the roof, looking at Fan Chengfeng's back with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

This lightness kung fu and physical skills have been counted many times in today's martial arts, but he can't tell the origin.

Could it be that I have been away from martial arts for too long and I can't keep up with the pace?
Fan Chengfeng ran wildly, and at this time he didn't care about the serious exhaustion of his internal energy. Anyway, there was only one thought in his mind, run, run, run.

However, there was always a figure chasing after him unhurriedly.

Although there is a distance from being thrown away by myself, this distance is not safe.

The two of them were moving forward at such a speed that they were already out of the range of the Qi Family Manor within a few ups and downs.

Most of the internal energy in the dantian has been consumed, but the old man has been hanging behind him, about five meters away, unable to get rid of it.

Can't run anymore, Fan Chengfeng made a little judgment on the current situation, and immediately made a decision.

You can't get rid of the old man, and once your internal strength is exhausted, it will be fish on the chopping board.

Since you can't run away, then turn around and fight, no matter what master you are, you will always struggle to the death.

The old man's meaning is obvious, no matter whether he is from Qingque Peak or not, he will be killed tonight. He has been hiding in this manor for more than 20 years, and it is impossible for a small person to ruin his big event.

The two finally stopped on a hillside, their clothes fluttering in the wind.

"Old man, the two of us have no grievances or enmities. To be honest, there is no need to fight to the death."

Fan Chengfeng really understood what curiosity killed the cat. This old man, he didn't even know his name, and he attracted a lot of hatred for no reason.

What a hell.

"Young man, your explanation is not convincing at all."

"The Qi family manor is so big, but you entered my other courtyard by mistake. If you want to blame, you can only blame bad luck."

The old man chuckled, but without any hesitation in his hands, he suddenly attacked Fan Chengfeng with claws.

Fan Chengfeng let out a hey sound, and waved the iron rod in his hand like a tiger.

This iron rod was obtained by Fan Chengfeng from Cai Wu. It was specially selected from the Cai family's arsenal. It is said that it is also a side weapon of a monk who protects the courtyard.

Made of refined iron, it weighs 74 catties.

This iron rod, coupled with the strength, is really not something ordinary people can bear.

It's just that the knife technique is displayed with an iron rod, which seems a bit weird.

Kuangsha's 36-way knife technique is extremely fierce, and he also takes the fast attack route.

There is also a saying in martial arts that every inch is short and every inch is dangerous.

The old man was naturally a little weak against the 74-jin iron rod relying on a pair of claws alone.

After all, it's not easy to get down with this iron rod, and it's not like a foreigner's kung fu to train a whole body of copper skin and iron bones.

However, the old man is obviously not a vegetarian. He is an old man with rich experience in battle, and he is also flexible with his age.

The two of you came and went with more than ten strokes, and on the surface it seemed that there was no winner.

But Fan Chengfeng's heart was sinking slowly. He had been trying his best to deal with these ten or so moves, but the old man was so calm that he didn't use his full strength at all.

But Fan Chengfeng was different, the iron rod in his hand was getting stronger and stronger, because, every moment, he was trying his best.

The old man's ease of use cast a shadow over Fan Chengfeng's heart.

"Tsk tsk,"

The old man was speechless, and seemed a little regretful.

"I really don't know what the old stubborn gang at Qingque Peak think. They don't even have any actual combat experience. It's really useless to have such good internal strength and skills."

　Alas, a lot of troubles, just sleep for a long time, no update last night, sorry!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)