Chapter 5 Fanatical Admiration dough maker is from Liu's family. "You two, eat." A kind old man wearing a half-faded white robe and glasses placed two bowls of boiling hot noodle soup on the table. Scattered chopped green onions and thick slices of meat, sprinkled on the soup, exuding an enticing aroma, are pushed by its maker to a young man with dark bags under his eyes and a spirited, skinny old man. "No, Mr. Liu, we have our own dry food." Cheng Zhen bit the bread in his hand, his face somewhat cautious, his attention always wandering outside the courtyard. In the dark suburbs, there were several faint murderous auras lingering, and they had been monitoring their movements since dusk. Si Chong also declined Mr. Liu's kindness and returned the bowl of noodle soup intact. "I understand." "Well, alright." Mr. Liu showed a helpless look on his face, and said self-deprecatingly: "I am Quan Xing. I can understand that you are worried about poisoning, but I don't need to do that." "I've said it before. For a craftsman like me, as long as I accept a commission from an employer or a disciple, I will take responsibility for any mess I make, no matter how serious it is."
At this point, Mr. Liu held the teacup on the table with his right hand and took a sip. "After all, I'm already old. There's really no difference between dying of old age and being killed by someone seeking revenge." "You should listen to my advice and leave here as soon as possible." Mr. Liu noticed the movement outside the house and frowned slightly. Even though he was hiding in the house, he could clearly feel the dormant murderous aura, like a knife against his throat, ready to erupt at any time. "Wu Gensheng, he probably won't come." "Other guys who have grudges against you might come." "Of course they are all Quan Xing, and it is even more impossible that they are here to save me." Mr. Liu looked indifferent to life and death. His kind smile did not disappear even though he was in danger. He just continued: "Since the evening, I have heard the noises of at least six or seven people." "You still have time to leave now. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have a chance tomorrow morning." Si Chong looked solemn. How could he not know about those Quan Xing guys lying in ambush outside the yard? "Now that things have come to this, it's nothing more than a fight." "If you are imprisoned or die a violent death, it is because you have been lazy in your daily practice. You are not as skilled as others, and you have to blame yourself." The voice of this sentence was not loud, but it sounded so deafening to Mr. Liu, like the morning bell and evening drum. His brows relaxed and he suddenly smiled: "Is this the enlightenment of the Trinity disciples?" "Now it seems that I understand the rumors. You are indeed the best in the world. You are quite courageous." "A great immortal and a gentleman named Kuangya. They are both righteous people. How interesting." Cheng Zhen chewed the rough bread, as gentle as a squirrel gnawing on a pine cone. He said, "More and more people are gathering here. If this continues, it will get out of control sooner or later." "Once the fight starts, it will most likely be a life-and-death battle."
"Let me be honest. Don't see Wu Gensheng before tomorrow evening. My uncle and I will protect you as you leave. At least the enmity that follows will not affect you." Mr. Liu shook his head and rejected his proposal. His face was full of worry, and he smiled faintly: "That's hard to say! There are too many rats in Quanxing. I don't know how many people will come this time." "But the only thing that is certain is that if the three of us want to leave here alive, we must see some blood." Si Chong slowly closed his eyes, perhaps out of exhaustion or some kind of secret determination, his voice was calm and almost indifferent. "Let's talk about it later. Even if things get bad, if I cover your rear, you two can evacuate safely." "Uncle Master, no!" "If Wu Gensheng doesn't show up tomorrow, you will lead Mr. Liu to break through, and I will intercept them." Cheng Zhen couldn't bear it, and his handsome face, which revealed fatigue, seemed extremely determined. Looking at the two nephews arguing, Mr. Liu raised his reading glasses and said jokingly, "If you had known this would happen, wouldn't you have brought more people with you?" "Besides, this is Quan Xing's territory. If a fight really breaks out, the number of aliens they can summon is at least forty or fifty, if not hundreds. I'm afraid your two junior brothers and sisters will be like moths to a flame." This time, Si Chong smiled, and he looked relieved. "It is precisely because of the danger that I don't want those young guys to come with me. They are all good seedlings. It would be a pity if they died here. It would be heartbreaking for me." "What about the other seniors in your sect? Are you two the only ones left?" Mr. Liu was puzzled. As Zuo Lao'er had passed away, he, who was involved in the incident, felt that he was partially responsible. Originally, he had expected that a large number of elite members of the Sanyi Sect would come to seek revenge, but he never thought that there would only be the two people with good reputations, 'Kuang Ya' and 'Wei Xuan Zi'. "Anyone else?" Hearing this, Si Chong's smile became bitter and his thoughts paused. Long-forgotten memories emerged before my eyes, and a familiar yet unfamiliar figure seemed to be very close. The man had a slender build, with black hair like a waterfall, and his whole body exuded an aura as strong as the scorching sun. Every move he made had the imagery of a dragon and a tiger. "Brother Si Chong, I'm going down the mountain and traveling around the world!" "When I find an opportunity, I may go to the extreme place of the human world and, with the help of natural disasters, I will be able to enter the third level. Then I will come back and share the great path with you and show you the beauty!" “Hahahaha, let’s go!” One day, this extremely talented junior brother stood in front of the mountain gate, with his back to himself and his senior brother, and walked away along the stairs until he disappeared into the vast world. "Protect your pure Yang body, don't let bad women deceive you and delay your practice!!!" That year, I was still young and full of blood. I just shouted loudly on the mountain. I don’t know whether that stupid junior brother heard me or not. It would be nice if he were here. No matter how much the senior brother tries to stop him, the junior brother will not let Wu Gensheng and Li Muxuan leave in such an arrogant manner. Oh, where are you? Memories disappeared like mist, the brief warmth was gone in a flash, the atmosphere in the narrow house was still heavy, and there was murderous intent outside. Under Mr. Liu's gaze, he smiled as if to meet his curious gaze, not knowing whether he was gloating or provocative: "I think Mr. Liu, you should be thankful that it's me and Cheng Zhen who are here."
"If it was another junior brother who was on good terms with me and the head brother, he wouldn't be so easy to talk to." "Is it?" Mr. Liu sensed a kind of fanatical admiration in the other person's words. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but sneer: "Mr. Kuang Ya, your eyes are so creepy, they give me goose bumps;" "It seems that the junior brother you mentioned is a remarkable person." "That's right. If he knew what was going on in the sect, all of you would be in trouble." The older Si Chong's previously gloomy face became a little brighter when he mentioned that person. He sighed from the bottom of his heart: "When it comes to understanding the Dao, he won't listen to a word; but when it comes to the refinement of the art, looking around the world, there may not be anyone who can surpass him." I have been planning the outline these two days. From tomorrow on, I will update the content in 4K every day. I am waiting for the message from the signing site and will follow up with the data. If it is good, I will update more frequently. Oh, one more thing, please collect it! Thank you.
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