This life of catching chickens [comprehensive martial arts]

three

Xiao Feng's expression was very wonderful.

To use an inappropriate analogy, it is like a patriotic young man during the Anti-Japanese War who hated devils deeply. After joining the army, he became a regiment commander with great military exploits. Then one day, he was suddenly told that he was actually from the Neon Country.

Those he scolded, hated, and killed on weekdays were actually his blood compatriots.

Emotionally, although his friends, teachers, and adoptive parents are closer, they deeply hate his origin.

At present, the two sides are incompatible. If you want to have both sides, it will be very difficult.

When encountering such a thing, no matter how calm a person is, he will accept it very quickly intellectually, and his mood will definitely be very complicated.

Therefore, the few present were very understanding in their hearts, and they were even ready to go out. When they asked him to be quiet, Xiao Feng returned to normal, and even calmly analyzed.

"Since the letter is true, it seems that the murderer who killed Elder Wang is also related to me?"

Lu Xiaofeng nodded, and said stiffly, "It's your biological father."

Xiao Feng nodded very calmly.

Guo Jing couldn't help but speak out, and said cautiously: "Brother, are you alright?"

Xiao Feng let out a long sigh, and showed a very weird smile.

"Before the result came out, I seemed to be a person who was waiting for the doctor to announce the diagnosis result. I had already guessed everything, and even prepared myself to be a Khitan. Later, I learned that the letter was fake, and it seemed that the medicine stone had no evidence. When a terminally ill patient in the hospital knows that he is free from disease, I feel that as long as there is a definite result, it is enough, stretching the head and shrinking the head is a knife, and the process is too difficult."

"So now that the letter is indeed true, I'm still a little confused and have no idea."

"I seem to be very surprised, but the moment I saw the letter at the conference, I was already too shocked, and I can't be surprised now."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Feng nodded.

Huang Rong: "...It's over, Qigong, after the ups and downs of the senior brother, it seems that he has completely realized that he won't want to become a monk."

Then she was hit by Hong Qigong.

Du Lingmeng began to sympathize with Xiao Feng.

At the end of the day, Xiao Daxia received too much information, and his emotions were overdrawn early, and he was already numb.

When a person is helpless, his first reaction is to find his favorite pastime.

So the patient took his drinking buddies to relieve his worries.

Du Lingmeng was about to follow, when Hong Qigong clapped his hands and said: "Ah, I almost forgot, that brat named Wuqing asked me to send you a message."

Wuqing asked her to meet at Liufanmen in Hangzhou three days later, and there were some important matters to be discussed face to face.

four

When they arrived at the tavern, there were actually two acquaintances inside.

Xiao Feng looked at it, his heart was overjoyed, he greeted: "Second brother!"

Duan Yu immediately stood up, just now at the meeting of the Beggars' Clan, he had a lot of things he wanted to say to Xiao Feng, now he was even more happy to meet him, he wanted to greet him, thinking of the drunken person beside him, he subconsciously looked at his father, the attendant Zhu Danchen and the others have taken advantage of the situation to persuade him, saying that the prince is under their care, so he is relieved.

The three of them had met each other on that ship, and now they were introduced by Xiao Feng, and they became familiar with each other for a while.

Du Lingmeng was very happy, the two of them might lose their stature after drinking, but with Duan Yu on the side, at least she still has someone to talk to.

This Mr. Duan looked at the gentleman, so he probably didn't drink much.

Xiao Feng laughed when he heard her say this: "I know him, it's because I gambled with him and competed in lightness kung fu that I became friends with him."

Du Lingmeng was stunned.

Duan Yu repeatedly waved his hands and said, "Brother is joking again, I'm just using kung fu to cheat..."

Du Lingmeng felt relieved, and became interested in the lightness kung fu competition between the two.

After she could only learn one kung fu, she specialized in this one. Every time she saw someone who was good at lightness kung fu, she always wanted to compete or exchange ideas.

In Hong Qigong's words, Xiao Feng is a rare martial arts prodigy, even though he only practices lightness kung fu incidentally, he is not weak at all.

Seeing that they were having a lively chat, the two listened while concentrating on pouring wine for each other.

Du Lingmeng inquired about the details of the lightness kung fu competition between the two of them that day, and heard him praise Xiao Feng's lightness kung fu again and again, and understood from the words that Xiao Feng had profound inner strength.

She reflected on herself. In terms of internal strength, she should be more diligent. In terms of skills and breathing, she still trusts her several masters. Looking around the world, there is no other way to improve in this regard.

Xiao Feng drank a pot of wine, and now he had time to talk: "You have praised me all, your lightness kung fu is good, I see that you walk very easily, and your posture is much more elegant than my running around."

Du Lingmeng became more curious and looked at Duan Yu.

Duan Yu has a good impression of her, one is that she helped his elder brother, the other is that when she said what she said on the boat back then, it was in line with his own will, and the third...she also helped Murong Fu along the way, thinking about it, Ms. Wang will also feel much happier, and will no longer worry about her cousin.

So he didn't keep his secrets anymore, he just said: "My lightness kung fu is called Lingbo Weibu."

Du Lingmeng blinked and burst out laughing.

Duan Yu was a little puzzled, he didn't know why she was laughing, although he deeply admired the Central Plains culture and read a lot of classics, he was still from Dali. The name, from Cao Zijian's Luoshen Fu, is very elegant, and there is nothing ridiculous about it.

The person opposite had already straightened up, pulled the stool and sat closer, Duan Yu was so frightened that he leaned back a little.

She and Lu Xiaofeng were sitting on the same side, on the same stool, maybe the movement of pulling the chair was a little too big, Lu Xiaofeng paused while pouring the wine, and clicked his tongue.

Du Lingmeng didn't notice, just supported his chin with one hand, and looked at Duan Yu with a half-smile.

Duan Yu was extremely uncomfortable being watched by her.

Du Lingmeng suddenly asked, "Do you recognize that beautiful little girl next to Bao Bufei?"

Duan Yu pretended to be calm, but his stuttering voice betrayed him, "Wang, Miss Wang?"

Du Lingmeng pretended to be surprised: "There are two little girls beside him, you actually know which one I'm talking about?"

Duan Yu blushed suddenly.

Du Lingmeng smiled and said: "It turns out that her surname is Wang, and this Miss Wang is indeed much prettier than Abi."

Seeing that she knew Abi, Duan Yu knew that he was being teased, so he just nodded sullenly.

Du Lingmeng asked: "What's her name?"

Duan Yu said: "Wang Yuyan."

Du Lingmeng praised sincerely: "The name is also very beautiful."

Duan Yu nodded subconsciously, and was slapped on the back by Xiao Feng laughing.

At this moment, all his thoughts were leaked, and for a moment he had a youthful heart, and made up his mind that no matter what Miss Du said, he would never speak again.

The exposure of the second brother's boyish thoughts made Xiao Feng happy, which was a surprise.

Du Lingmeng decided to be more tactful, so as not to scare this fellow junior.

She said earnestly: "Actually, in the cheat book of Lingbo Weibu you read, the picture on it is not Miss Wang."

Duan Yu looked over in surprise.

Du Lingmeng's expression couldn't hide his curiosity: "So, did you read the naked girl in the cheat book, Miss Wang who looks exactly like Aiwu and Wu, or did you like Miss Wang first, and then you got the book Dynamics?"

Lu Xiaofeng coughed violently on the side.

六

In the end Xiao Feng drank all the wine in the shop, he was so drunk that he couldn't speak clearly, so Duan Yu helped him out of the shop.

It doesn't matter if you drink too much, get a good night's sleep, and you'll be a good man again tomorrow.

Du Lingmeng looked towards the end of the street, and saw the girl in red standing there who had spoken out in defense of him at the previous meeting, looking intently at Xiao Feng.

When Duan Yu supported him and slowly approached, the girl in red turned her head, her slender brows were frowned, she didn't know what she was talking about, Xiao Feng lay on Duan Yu's shoulder, stretched out his hand, and grabbed it with his big palm. The hem of her sleeve shook slightly, and she softened her eyebrows, and gently held his hand through the sleeve.

Du Lingmeng watched and let out a long sigh.

"Envy?"

Someone beside him laughed.

Du Lingmeng shook his head, and said expressionlessly: "Don't you think that Duan Yu will be physically oppressed, and mentally tortured by his elder brother's love, it's very miserable."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

He heaved a long sigh: "This person said it was because he only knew my friends, but it was clearly your own fault."

He said this without any reason, Du Lingmeng didn't understand what he meant for a while.

She smiled helplessly: "A certain person also said that the more he drank, the more sober he became. Once drunk, he started talking nonsense."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head: "I'm not drunk."

Drunkards say they are not drunk.

Fortunately, the drunk was able to walk on his own.

Moreover, this person usually talks more than anyone else, but he is very bored after drinking.

The shops on the street have been closed, only the moon and stars in the sky still have some light.

The two of them walked quietly side by side, her thoughts flew away, and she suddenly thought of things from a long time ago.

After she regained her senses, there was no one around her. She was taken aback, and when she turned around, she found a certain chicken laying on its back in the middle of the road.

Du Lingmeng hurried back, squatted down, and reached out to pat his face.

"Hello, Lu Xiaofeng."

The next moment, her hand was grabbed by a piece of warmth.

He raised his head and looked at her, his eyes were cold, his brows were lowered, not a little bit of the usual flying, but ninety percent similar to the person in her memory.

Du Lingmeng's heart skipped a beat, he had already sat up, half supported her shoulder, looked at her carefully, getting closer and closer.

Then he vomited all over her.

Du Lingmeng: "..."