"Zhang Xiaopeng, pay attention to your attitude!" Feng Yuansi stopped and turned around, scolding Zhang Xiaopeng with a cold face.
Zhang Xiaozhu laughed angrily when he heard this and asked, "What attitude do you think I should have? In addition, who is this? Can you please explain it more clearly? What grudge do I have against you? I stole your mother-in-law.
Or have you dug your ancestral graves?"
"You, you..." Feng Yuansi was so angry that he was trembling with anger from Zhang Xiaopou's series of questions, and roared, "I am the Guangming Palace, Feng Yuansi!"
"" Zhang Xiaozu felt like he was going crazy. He pricked up his ears and waited for Feng Yuansi to continue speaking, but Feng Yuansi actually cherished his words like gold and closed his mouth.
Impulsively, he asked, "What then?"
"These two are my third uncle and fourth uncle." Feng Yuansi introduced the two people around him to Zhang Xiaozu.
"Then what?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
"It's your honor for my third and fourth uncles to condescend to come to your home, so please pay attention to your attitude, show your hospitality, and don't offend them." Feng Yuansi said.
The two uncles beside him raised their chins slightly and glanced sideways at Zhang Xiaopeng, assuming a condescending posture.
"" Zhang Xiaozu found that he really couldn't keep up with Fengyuan Si's thinking. He was obviously here to cause trouble, but he still asked him to show his hospitality. How shameless a person must be to say such a thing?
Or do they feel that they are already superior to all things and will be their little pawn today?
If he were alone, he might still be wary of these three guys, but there was a killing god standing next to him. Not to mention only three came, even if he came three hundred, three thousand, three
Wan, he didn't bat an eyelid.
"What grudge do I have against you?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked bluntly, not wanting to pay attention to what Fengyuan Si said about hospitality.
"That day at the city lord's palace swearing-in meeting, you offended me." Feng Yuansi said.
"The swearing-in meeting?" Zhang Xiaozhu frowned. It was a bit chaotic that day and he couldn't remember it for a moment, so he asked, "I can't remember. Can you give me more details?"
"You punched me." Feng Yuansi gritted his teeth.
Zhang Xiaozu suddenly remembered, couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said happily, "Oh, I remembered, you were the guy who was knocked away by my punch. I'm sorry, the time you showed your face was too short, otherwise I would
I will definitely remember you."
That day, he asked for the antidote from the disciples of Yaowang Valley, but the disciples of Yaowang Valley refused to give it to him, so he was forced to take action. Fengyuansi blocked him with his sword, but he punched him away.
Mainly because there were not many people who fought against him that day, so after Fengyuansi reminded him, he vaguely recalled that there was such a person.
Zhang Xiaozu finally understood why Fengyuan Si had been so secretive about what he said. It turned out to be because he couldn't bear to look back on the past.
Hearing Zhang Xiaozu's unabashed ridicule and ridicule, Feng Yuansi was like a hair on the tail that had been stepped on. His hair exploded on the spot, and he shouted angrily, "Zhang Xiaozu, you are going too far!"
"Why, you specially invited your two uncles to be witnesses. Do you want to fight me openly and get back the ground?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
Feng Yuansi twitched the corner of his mouth twice and snorted without responding. He knew he was no match for Zhang Xiaozu.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaozhu's tone dropped and he sneered, "Then you are planning to be shameless, using the big to bully the small, the strong to intimidate the weak, and the many to bully the few? No wonder he didn't dare to say it on the street, it turned out to be shameless.
I'm afraid of being seen."
"Boy, I've said it before!" the third uncle of Fengyuan Division shouted coldly, "You have injured my disciple of Guangming Palace, you must give some explanation, otherwise everyone will think that I, Guangming Palace, are easy to bully. In addition, he
I missed the experience of this war because I was recuperating, and you have to compensate me."
"What if it's not the case?" Zhang Xiaozhu sneered, thinking in his mind what kind of bullshit this was, it was obviously just for extortion.
Recalling Feng Yuansi's first words when they met, he immediately understood that after learning that his master had died in the war, these three guys felt that without his master's protection, they could bully him at will.
Sure enough, as he guessed, Feng Yuansi sneered and said, "Zhang Xiaopeng, your master is dead and there is no one to protect you. You'd better be smart so as not to suffer in vain. We don't want too much from you, we just need compensation."
Our Guangming Palace only needs a hundred jade pendants that can nourish the soul. I heard that you can get one by just moving your fingers, but for you, a hundred pieces is just a blink of an eye, a piece of cake."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xiaozu suddenly understood, and all the puzzles in his heart were cleared up at once.
He didn't understand that he was now at the height of his fame and was supported by the people of Yancheng. Did the three guys from the Guangming Palace get kicked in the head by a donkey? If they came to trouble him at this time, wouldn't they be afraid of not being able to get out of Yancheng?
He didn't understand that even though his master was dead and no longer had his protection, he was still a disciple of Sanqingguan. The three guys from Guangming Hall openly came to humiliate him. He was not afraid of being punished by Sanqingguan afterwards.
Do the Taoists seek revenge?
He didn't understand what made them so impatient. Couldn't they wait for him to pass the limelight, or find a good opportunity when no one was around to say hello to him? Why do they have to be so impatient, like a fool?
Come to your door in broad daylight?
It turns out that the treasure that nourishes the soul makes them impatient and makes them willing to take any risks.
After Zhang Xiaozu figured it out, he smiled, because this made him know that there is a market for treasures that nourish the soul, and they can definitely be sold at a good price.
"Cough!" Zhang Xiaopou coughed lightly, so as to say, "Every time I bless a treasure that nourishes the soul, I have to pay a year of sunshine."
At the cost of longevity, if you hold one hundred blessings, you will lose one hundred years of Yangshou. Do you think I can possibly agree to your request?"
"Really or not?" Feng Yuansi stared at Zhang Xiaozu with deep suspicion.
Zhang Xiaozu rolled his eyes at him with disdain and said, "Do you think that such an incredible ability can be achieved just by using your fingers? There is no need to pay any price? Can you have some brains?"
"Speak politely and don't curse." Feng Yuansi glared.
The third uncle of Fengyuan Division stared at Zhang Xiaozu for a while, and found that Zhang Xiaozu was not talking nonsense, and felt that Zhang Xiaozu had a certain truth. There are many heaven-defying abilities in this world at the expense of Yangshou. So he pondered.
After a while he said, "Then twenty pieces, no more."
"Just because I punched him, you don't ask why, right or wrong, and you want to take away twenty years of my life? That's too unreasonable and overbearing?!" Zhang Xiaozhu narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng.
Yuan Si's third uncle asked.
The third uncle of Fengyuan Division stroked his beard and smiled, with two fierce rays of light in his eyes, and said in a gloomy voice, "It's better to lose twenty years of life than to let me ruin your cultivation, isn't it?"
A completely undisguised, naked threat.
"When did the people in Guangming Palace become so vicious?" Suddenly a voice sounded from outside the courtyard, and before the voice could finish, the person who spoke had already appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.
The person who came was wearing a brown gown. He was about fifty years old and had a kind face and kind eyes. He held a folding fan in front of him in one hand and held it behind his back in the other. His waist was straight and his feet were square. He exuded a sense of awe and righteousness as he walked.
Just when Zhang Xiaozhu thought that a righteous person who upholds justice had arrived, he heard him say, "Give me ten jade pendants, and I will help you get rid of these three blind people."
"Haha, our Feixian Sect only needs five jade pendants." Another person walked into the courtyard door with a smile.
"I want ten yuan from Yangshen Temple!" A huge middle-aged man's voice sounded like a bell, and he jumped over the courtyard wall and landed in the courtyard with a thud.
"The Sky Sect also needs ten yuan!"
"The Tiger Wolf Gang needs five dollars!"
"The soul-stealing brake costs ten yuan!"
"Qingtian Sect needs ten yuan!"
"Gee, Piaomiao Palace also wants to ask for some money."
…
In the blink of an eye, the courtyard felt like a market, with forty or fifty people arriving.
To be honest, Zhang Xiaopou was a little frightened when he faced these strong men from the sect, but when he saw Butcher Zhang still looking cheerfully at the show, he felt confident.
"Boy, have you never experienced a beating from society?" Butcher Zhang suddenly asked Zhang Xiaopou in a low voice.
"Well"
"Experience it once, otherwise how can you thrive?"
