Lu Xiaofeng's Forced Palace

Gong Yun... No, it should be asking Gong Jiu to rub his dizzy head, sitting up, and suddenly there are a lot of memories in his mind, such as the past of this body, but most of them are scattered memory, not complete.The heir of King Taiping or something, his status is really good.

But why are they so familiar?How similar is it to that perverted Gong Jiu in Lu Xiaofeng?

Almost all boys have watched "Legend of Lu Xiaofeng", and Gong Jiu is no exception, but he also thinks it is a bit of a coincidence, after all, his current appearance is already a very mysterious thing, if there is one more thing, it is A cup of cups.Shaking M is not something anyone can do if he wants to.

At this time, Gong Jiu realized that he was lying on a small broken bed, and the quilt on his body also had a slight fishy smell, but he didn't care too much about it. If he remembered correctly, he should be in the water, and he could get out of the water. It was lucky to come out alive.

"Squeak—" The door panel of the small broken house is not very strong, and it can make a loud noise with a light push, and this sound also brought Gong Jiu back to his thoughts.

I saw a grey-haired old man, with a smile and caution in his eyes, slowly walking in with a bowl of water, and he didn't seem too surprised to see Gong Jiu sitting on the bed with a wandering expression on his face. He just put the bowl on the table calmly, and then said, "Young man, you're awake."

Gong Jiu looked at the old man in front of him, hesitating what to say.

"Don't worry, the old man just picked you up in the sea. The sea was very stormy last night, and many boats capsized. I guess you fell into the sea at that time." The old man still smiled, not just nodded.

Gong Jiu thought for a while, and asked, "Then, old man, do you know..."

"do not know."

"..." He didn't ask anything yet.

"Old man, I have been here for decades, and you are the first person to come here."

Fuck!Had he been swallowed by the sea and gone to a place isolated from the world?According to the novel, shouldn't there be an existence like an extraterrestrial expert in this place now!Gong Jiu's eyes kept wandering, and finally settled on the old man.

Could it be that this is the legendary expert who possesses the secrets of peerless martial arts?Every boy has a martial arts dream, and he will never give up any chance to become a martial arts hero.

"Are young people hungry? How about the old man steaming a salted fish for you?"

"..."

"Is one not enough?" Looking at Gong Jiu's expression, the old man slowly deduced, "Those two should be enough."

"..."

"How much do you want to eat?" the old man asked.

"Shifu!! Take me!" Gong Jiu jumped forward and grabbed the old man's hand that was like dry bark.

"What? Young man, you want to learn how to fish?"

"No! Shifu! Don't hide the matter now! I understand it!" Gong Jiu, who had already made up a lot of grievances and grievances, looked at the indelible old man in front of him tearfully, "Nah It must have been the existence of the all-powerful Jianghu decades ago, right?!"

Now it was the old man's turn to be surprised, and seeing the incredulous expression on the old man's face, the way he looked at Gong Jiu gradually changed, and he said, "How do you know that my salted fish was famous in the world decades ago?" What? You weren't born then, right?" The old man fell into reminiscence of the past as soon as he said that.

"Nani..."

"Young man, it seems that we are really destined, you must want to learn how to cook salted fish with me!"

"Walter..."

The old man was suddenly happy, and patted Gong Jiu's shoulder with a look of relief: "Old man, I thought this craft would not be passed on. Who knew that you are here, good apprentice, good! I will steam it for you now as a teacher." Try a salted fish."

After finishing speaking, Gong Jiu left the door with a dazed face.

Gong Jiu turned his head slowly, looked at the broken wooden door that the old man took when he left, and was speechless for a long time.

Fuck!Do you want to be so cruel!What is the matter!

In this way, Gong Jiu was taken in by the old man. The old man was very kind to Gong Jiu. He gave him salted fish every day and taught Gong Jiu how to make salted fish. He didn’t let Gong Jiu ask his name, and he didn’t ask Gong Jiu either. The name, just taught solemnly.

Gong Jiu stayed in the old man's shabby house. In fact, he didn't make salted fish, but the old man did it. He watched from the side, and the old man asked him to chop firewood and carry water...

It is said that his basic skills are not solid, and he needs to practice more.

Fuck!At that time, Gong Jiu wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood. Have you seen the basic skills of carrying water and chopping firewood for salted fish? !It is obvious that he is trying to trick people!But Gong Jiu can also be regarded as a person who knows how to repay his kindness. It is understandable for the old man to take him in and help him do some things.

And he feels that his body is getting better and better, so there is no problem, right?

"#￥#@#@# hack you to death!" Gong Jiu took the ax and chopped down on the wood block, splitting the wood block cleanly.

The old man looked at Gong Jiu quietly, finally heaved a sigh, went back to the house and slowly moved away the old cabinet, dug out a box from the bottom of the cabinet, opened the box slowly, and saw A book with yellowed pages lay quietly inside.

The old man reached out to pick up the book, stroked it gently, and sighed again.He went out with the book and saw that Gong Jiu was still chopping firewood, so he got angry for some reason, threw the book on Gong Jiu's face, and let out a "Huh!" from his nostrils that could not be ignored.

"..." This is Gong Jiu who was hit in the face by a book.

"waste!"

"...Water" Gong Jiu who was pierced with arrows in his heart for a moment.

"It took so long to pass the level of chopping firewood. If you play for a few more days, the old man will not give you this ancestral cheat book." The old man raised his head, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

Gong Jiu grabbed the book in his hands, covered his face, and squatted on the ground: "Damn it, wet man, dirt! It hurts!"

"That's why you are a waste. The strong are more brave as they fight, and they are also very patient!"

"But..." Gong Jiu still covered his face, "This has something to do with making salted fish!"

"..." The old man was silent for a while, and suddenly burst out: "You brain! This! This is eating salted fish and eating it! What kind of salted fish! Take a good look at the book in your hand!"

Gong Jiu was stunned by the scolding for a while, and then flipped through the book in his hand. Because of the body's memory, it is easy to read traditional characters.

"A strange book..." Gong Jiu read out the title of the book slowly.

The old man looked proud.

"Shifu... the method of making salted fish is also a strange book?"

"...!!"