The sun was scorching, the scorching sun was steaming, the earth was covered with mist, and even the willow trees by the river converged their branches and leaves, making them look unhappy. A man in the distance was wearing a blue shirt, with his head tied and his forehead, carrying a package, and walking leisurely on the wilderness with an oil umbrella;

"This damn ghost weather!", shook his sweat, unscrewed the water bag, and gasped it, and found a shaded place. Korean stayed. This was the fifth day he left the team in the West Factory. His life was pretty good. Although he had no hawks and dogs to serve him, he was enjoying himself doing it;

Unpacking the package, stuffing a piece of cake into his mouth, and taking out a few pages of paper while chewing. These pieces of paper were also the main factors that made him slow down. All the information about the man "Fengli Dao" was written on it, which was also an important support for Korean people to break into the Longmen circle;

"Fengli Dao" was born Bu Cangzhou, an orphan. In his early years, he was buried under the command of the Beggars' Sect, the world's largest gang. He was raised by several old beggars. He was a real guy who grew up eating a hundred families. He also grew up with him a girl named Gu Shaotang. Now he is gathering people outside the pass to become bandits;

He reached out and pointed a little on the name Gu Shaotang. Han Wen said silently in his heart that this will be his biggest enemy. This girl with Fengli Dao is the most likely person to break his identity!

Because they are wandering among the major forces, and the reselling of the information is quite sharp, which is as exciting as a blade, this gangster in the world has such a nickname, Fengli Dao;

"Um!", the pancake almost fell to the ground. Han Wen, who was in a hurry, hurriedly held it. Even though there was still some dust, he shook his head, Han Wen blew a few breaths and continued to put it in his mouth. However, the stack of information in his hand was torn apart by him and threw it into the river in front of him. He had already remembered it, and he didn't need it anymore!

A person's journey is destined to be lonely, silent, silent, and lonely. The occasional birds' cry can make people feel a little excited, and smiles on the corners of their mouths. The same is true for Korean. He is smiling foolishly at the bird in the distance;

"Chirp...", Korean imitated the bird's cry, and the curve of the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger. In an instant, the whole world was only heaven, earth, trees, birds and themselves! I forgot about things and me? Maybe! Standing in a daze, Korean heart was happy and happy;

The heart moves with me, flowing naturally, and the heat-flowing sensation slowly flows from the dantian, wandering through the meridians throughout the body. This time the sensation of qi contains a natural taste, which is central and peaceful. This is the internal force nourished by the "Sitting and Forget Heart Sutra"!

The first level of "Sitting and Forget the Heart Sutra" - so I naturally became! The "Sitting and Forget the Heart Sutra" and the Heart Sutra emphasize much more insight than others!

Han Wen woke up from the silence, because the bird flapped its wings and flew farther and farther away, the changes in its body, Han Wen could feel it, slowly controlling the internal force to gather on the fist, and suddenly punched it out, "Coax!" The trunks trembled, the leaves fell down rustly, and the wind was rotating and refusing to fall!

"Hahahaha..." Han Wen laughed loudly, wrapped her back, and stepped far away: "A drunkenness, a dream, a loss, a sigh, a world of world, willow branches fall all over the ground, spring is full of three points, my heart is happy, but the dream is hard to find, I sing a song after drinking, just because I love the world of world... It's a pity that he doesn't have wine!"

Han's wish is to walk on the sword and walk on the song, and to hold the wine and drunk in the world. For this reason, he has been working hard, but he is not a monster with a beautiful and beautiful figure. He has been wandering around for so long before he can figure out why his internal strength is and why his martial arts are!

I felt happy and my steps were light. A wild teahouse appeared next to Jiaoyang Road. I walked over to myself. Han Wen smiled and said, "Shop, the restaurant, the tea, and some food, it's best to be wild game! Look! No need to look for it!"

Throw three cents of silver and scattered silver. Han Wen took out a pair of chopsticks from the package and put them next to it. He understood the rules of the world. Those who took their own chopsticks were called "One move". The store owner knew that this was the Taoist people dare not act without action. If they used the chopsticks in the store, it was called "Fishing Tian", which means that you are a chick in the world and are easily made;

This inconspicuous small teahouse, the inconspicuous honest and honest store, seems to be no different in this store, but in fact it is not. There are also sword marks on the square table and bench, and the dark red lines indicate that there are often fights here. How can a good family be able to open a store here?

The store nodded and ran away. Soon after, a whole chicken, a pot of sake and a pot of strong tea, and in the accent of Shanxi, he smiled flatteringly: "There is no wild game. There happened to be a chicken in the store. It is objectively a generous person. This pot of wine is given for nothing! Don't be polite, don't be polite!"

"Usually, the store never takes the initiative to deliver things. Once it is delivered, it means that the intention is wrong!", Korean-style smiled and said with a playful smile: "Store! Have a drink with me?"

The owner seemed to be a honest and honest man. When he heard this, his eyes flashed with a flash and he smiled and said, "Then... take a break from your busy schedule! Have a drink with the guest?" Then, he poured wine for Korean with a smile;

The whole store was very deserted, and you can imagine how miserable the business here was. Han Wen casually picked up the wine cup and smiled: "Come on! Meeting is fate! People in the martial arts world! It is inevitable that they are more suspicious! This cup is considered to be apologizing to the brother!"

"I dare not take it, I dare not take it!" The store owner quickly agreed. Han Wen smiled and sent the wine cup to his mouth. Suddenly he felt something was wrong! What's wrong? This wine pot is a problem! How could a roadside wild shop use such elegant carved copper wine pot?

There is also the shop's method of pouring wine, which is obviously to the left and right. Could it be that Han Wen narrowed his eyes, touched the umbrella placed on the long bench, and smiled and said, "Yeah, it's so fragrant! Is this the wine made by the old man himself?"

The store owner smiled honestly and said, "The ancestral craftsmanship is hard to make a living, not a blowjob..."

A sword through the chest! Han Wen had already held a thin sword in his hand. This was a sword he specially created. It was disguised in the pre-rod part, more than two feet long and only one finger thick. This was created to cooperate with his Xuanpin Sword Technique!

He pulled out the sword coldly, and Han Wen pierced the shop's throat mercilessly. He took the knocked wine pot in front of his eyes with his left hand. Looking at the shop that was still twitching, Han Wen snorted coldly: "Mandarin duck pot? Sweat medicine? Brother! You are old-fashioned!"

Han Wen walked towards the interior of this small teahouse with a slender sword. It was pitch black. Then he walked backwards to the kitchen. There were iron chains of various tools, big axes, and razors in the kitchen... With a click, Han Wen looked down and saw that it was a white arm bone... human arm bone!

"Killing you is considered to be a way to eliminate the harm for the people!" Han Wen muttered silently, and after searching for a long time, he found a few wilted vegetables and a live chicken... It seems that this guy who runs a black store has been in a bad business recently! I guess he has taken on his chicken to make up for the sake of slap!

Sighing, Han Wen looked at the half-large chicken and pursed her lips: "That's all you can do to blame! I don't have the courage to eat that one!"

Make a fire, boil water, kill chicken, scald chicken, pluck hair, clean vegetables, find a casserole, put the whole chicken in, add some white wine to remove the fishy smell, add salt, season spices, and simmer slowly... Do it yourself to make enough food and clothing!

While stewing chicken, Han Wen also threw this unlucky black shop brother into a pit not far away. It can be seen that the pit is still very new. It may be used by the black shop brother to bury the unlucky ghost. Unfortunately, he has now become the owner of the pit;

"Men are afraid of entering the wrong career, women are afraid of marrying the wrong boy, especially the former! Never do this! You must know that you can change it again if you marry the wrong boy, but it is not that easy to change it if you enter the wrong career! I don't know what your name is... In short, Brother Hei Shop! Go all the way! Don't give it away!" Han Wen, who buried the brother Hei Shop, said a few words, turned around without any nostalgia and left;

This is the world. This kind of cold-blooded style is mixed in pleasure and passion. Not everyone is qualified to be with a beautiful woman and look down on her arrogantly. That is the privilege of some people, and more people are just struggling at the bottom!

Drinking, eating, and tasting the results of doing it yourself in Korean satisfactory. It's very good. This black shop is his place to stay tonight...

Through the thatched roof, looking up at the stars and night, Han Wen fell asleep in a drowsy and fell asleep sweetly;

At night, the weather was as hot as it was, but a group of people in the distance continued to move forward, posing torches, and occasionally someone howled a few times, showing his heroic spirit!

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