My uncle is Lin Zhengying

Even if he came to Jinmen many years ago, she would be shocked and completely unrecognizable if he came again after more than ten years.

Only Zhuge Kongping didn't show any surprise. After all, he came to Jinmen to participate in the Daoist Exchange Conference three years ago, and he also shined brilliantly in that exchange meeting, becoming the number one Taoist master in the Central Plains.

Zhuge Kongping, with his big belly, looked at the hawker next to him and asked, "Daoyou Zhang, the three wonders of Jinmen, have you heard of them?"

"Three Wonders of Jinmen? Are they some powerful characters?" Zhang Jing asked.

"No." Zhuge Kongping said with a smile: "The three delicacies of Jinmen refer to three kinds of snacks with local characteristics of Jinmen, just like the spicy soup and fried buns in our Central Plains."

"That's it." Zhang Jing smiled and said, "I just know that a dog ignores buns."

Zhuge Kongping nodded and said, "Goubuli steamed stuffed buns are really delicious, with thin skins, big fillings, and eighteen pleats! Especially the steaming steamed stuffed buns just out of the cage, they are fresh but not greasy, fragrant and delicious." , It makes people have endless aftertaste. However, in addition to Goubuli steamed buns, there are Eighteenth Street Mahua and Ear Eye Fried Cake, which are also known as the "Three Wonders of Jinmen"! When you come to Jinmen, these three delicacies must be tried! "

Speaking of delicious food, Zhuge Kongping's stomach started to growl.

He didn't look for an inn first, saying that there was a restaurant not far in front of him with good food and taste, and he missed it very much after eating there.So he pulled Zhang Jing and Bai Rourou to eat to fill their stomachs first.

Of course, both Bai Rourou and Zhang Jing are also very interested in delicious food and have no objection.

When you arrive in a new city, try the local specialties first, there is nothing wrong with it.

Because it happened to be eating time, there were more customers in the restaurant at this time, and after the three of them entered the store, they waited in line for half a stick of incense before they had a seat for the three of them.

Zhuge Kongping is an old driver, and he is very familiar with the delicious food in Jinmen, so he ordered seven or eight of them.

There are special gourmet snacks like Goubuli, and there are also some hard dishes.After waiting for a while, the waiter brought the dishes one by one, the three of them stopped talking, focused on the delicious food in front of them, and began to feast on it.

It's just that just halfway through the meal, suddenly there was a loud noise of fighting, which became more and more intense, interrupting the good mood of the three of them tasting delicious food.

The two parties in the fight seem to be martial arts practitioners, and there is hatred and rift between them. They ran into each other at a restaurant today, and they don't know why the friction broke out again.

People who practice martial arts are full of energy and blood, and are easily impulsive.

They won't just talk but don't use hands. After a few sentences, they will start fighting directly.

From the second floor to the first floor, many diners were so shocked that they could only stand up and avoid.As for the owner of the restaurant and the waiter, how dare they intervene in this kind of fight between martial arts practitioners, they can only hide aside and ask people to report to the officials.

"Jinmen has been like this since ancient times, and the spirit of martial arts is very strong. There are many generous people in the land of Yanzhao, so there are martial arts halls everywhere when entering the gate, and there are countless people practicing martial arts. Almost every day, people sign life and death certificates and go to the ring to fight."

Zhuge Kongping explained to Zhang Jing and Bai Rourou.

Although there are demons and ghosts in this world, there are powerful spells.

But compared to the vast majority of people, they are actually out of reach.In addition, cultivating Taoism requires extremely high talent, even if there is a master teaching it from an early age, it is very difficult to get started.

For example, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai have practiced with Uncle Jiu for many years, and they only know some superficial spells. For them, boxing skills are more practical.

Zhang Jing watched the two groups of people fighting for a while, and found that they were really skilled, and their boxing skills were very good.

These people who fight casually should not be regarded as martial arts masters, they are probably not well-known young people in the arena.But judging by their strength, it wouldn't be a problem for one person to deal with three or five big men casually.

The martial arts of both sides in the fight seemed to be about the same, and they broke a lot of tables, chairs and benches, but there was no winner.

Just when Zhang Jing was thinking about helping the restaurant owner to end this farce, he didn't expect that a young oriental samurai wearing a samurai uniform and a samurai sword hanging from his waist suddenly appeared from nowhere.

This guy didn't stand up for the purpose of persuading a fight, but for the purpose of taunting skills!

"The kung fu of a three-legged cat, dare to come out to embarrass people and disturb my interest in eating."

"Get out of here quickly! If you don't get out, you will all die!"

This person didn't target any side, he just simply felt that both sides were chickens, and his words were very simple and direct.

After two sentences, the two sides who started the action were very angry.

Too embarrassing!

Martial arts practitioners, how could they bear such uselessness?

So the two sides really stopped fighting for the time being, and they were going to shoot at each other first, and then we'll talk about him, the little oriental devil!

After cleaning up the little oriental devils, my own people will slowly settle accounts and have a showdown.

After all, there are conflicts in their Jinmen Jianghu circle, and it is their own business anyway.When facing foreigners, I have to let go of my grievances and grievances.

Martial arts practitioners are impulsive, irritable, and aggressive, but most of them can still be clear about big issues of right and wrong.

At least, those who practice martial arts are less likely to be traitors than literati.

pity.

Since the oriental samurai in the restaurant dared to stand up and pretend to be aggressive, he was very confident in his own strength.

Although he is young and looks to be in his early 20s, a samurai sword is as flexible and sharp in his hand as his fingers.

A total of eight martial arts practitioners from the two sides besieged together, but they failed to gain the upper hand. Instead, they were injured one by one by the oriental warriors. From inside the restaurant to the street outside the restaurant, half of them had already fallen. , no more power to fight.

Winning or losing is basically clear.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden commotion among the more and more people gathered, and a disheveled, ragged beggar walked in the front, making everyone get out of the way.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jing, who was about to make a move, couldn't help stopping again, as if something had happened again.

beggar?

Could it be that this person is a master of the beggar gang?The successor of Hong Qigong?

Zhang Jing's guess was obviously wrong.

This beggar is not an expert, but just an ordinary beggar who is somewhat crazy. After he walked over, he smiled and shouted: "Huo Yuanjia is here! Huo Yuanjia is here!"

After the shouting, a middle-aged man with a strong figure and a felt hat walked over in a short while.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, many onlookers applauded and shouted, seeming very excited.The few remaining warriors who were still struggling to support the Dongyang warriors immediately showed joy when they saw the person coming, breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly retreated to the side.

Even this oriental samurai had obviously heard Huo Yuanjia's name, holding a samurai sword in both hands, staring at the visitor with trembling eyes, and asked, "You are Huo Yuanjia."

The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said, "It's right here."

"Very good! I've heard of your Huo Yuanjia's name a long time ago. I heard that you frightened away a Russian strongman some time ago, and then defeated several Western masters in a row. I was thinking You, let's see how capable you are!"

After the Japanese samurai finished speaking, his hands holding the samurai sword suddenly turned slightly, and at the same time his hips moved, his figure rushed towards Huo Yuanjia like a gust of wind, and the samurai sword in his hand was even more tricky, like a poisonous snake. Cut off the enemy's neck.

Huo Yuanjia's hands were empty and he didn't have any weapons.

Faced with such a sharp and vicious slash, he only opened his feet slightly, and at the moment the katana slashed, his waist moved down, and his upper body fell backward, avoiding the katana.

The Dongyang samurai reacted very quickly, and his sword skills had already been mastered. After seeing the move being dodged, he immediately stopped the sword move and changed from a horizontal cut to a vertical cut.