Under the leadership of Stuart, our party rushed to the bottom of the mountain, which is also another exit of the ravine.

I have to say, the gentlemen under the mountain really are very upset.

A hundred miles away, I could hear the cries of the gentlemen like bitches.

“These are embarrassing things!”The old man followed behind the disciple, and his mouth was not very angry and scolded: "There is a ability to do it with people!"“Wouldn’t it be a shame to be like a girl?”

"He's not a saint."Stuart seemed very calm, very understanding said: "Like the old gentleman of your generation, the quality is definitely excellent, but these descendants..."

"A generation is better than a generation."The old man sighed, "If we continue to develop like this, our line will be ruined."

In this way, Stuart has taken us through the walls of men and soldiers, and those gentlemen who are like bitches have also appeared in our eyes.

“Is the matter coming?”

The middle-aged man who stands in the front, dressed like a gentleman, is more like a underworld.

There is a large tattoo on the neck, there is also a small finger thick gold necklace, the teeth in the mouth, most of them are gold, shaking in the sun, almost did not blind my eyes.

Looking at the gold ring he had on his finger, I spit, and the animal was rich enough!

“Crystal, are you looking for something?”Stuart smiled and walked over, not as if he were threatening him, but looking like he was persuading him: “Can we not bother?”

"My mother's not want to bother, the problem is that you don't understand!"Zhou called Jin to stoch his feet and said with a heartache: "The five dirty melons are evil!"You can't handle it!We just want to help you!Why not be nice?”

"Then I'll thank you."Stuart did not refute, and arched at the gentlemen present: "You can come to help, if I am not in love, it is too grandchild, but this is really not my final word, the above people have said dead, so... it is not good!" 」

“So it’s not good?”

Another gentleman also opened his mouth and said with a smile, “Give us a face.”We’ve all been on the mountain for so long, and if we go down like this again...”

The man said this, as if he saw the old man standing behind the Stuart, and suddenly there was no sound.

“What is that?”

The old man frowned, took us out from behind the stuar, looked at the man, and asked him, "Hong Dinghai, you have no ability, you have a lot of courage, really don't take the official's words seriously?"

“Damn, Lord, how are you here?”

The gentleman named Hong Dinghai said at this time a little trembling.

It is not like being afraid of the grandfather, but the face is full of contradictions, and constantly looking at the people around you.

"The five dirty melons are evil, and the official's name is to get rid of this thing, and even the roots cannot stay."

The old man looked at him, and the tone was very calm: "So, I am not here, not only to get rid of the five dirty melons, but also to pull out the squirter..."

“Are you going to be a bird to the official?”The gentleman full of "golden gas" asked, listening to the previous call of his by Stuart, this person should be called Zhou called gold.

The old man did not speak, glanced at him, did not seem to bother to ignore him.

But at this time, someone has to be alone, either as a disciple or it should be me.

“Uncle, are the three words of the bird a little unholy?”I looked at the man with a smile, holding up the anger in my heart, and said without changing his face: "The official is the official, the people are the people, many things we can distinguish, there is no need for you to mix, the above people can look up to my grandfather, so I asked him to come to peace."

“Oral?”Weeks of gold frown.

“There are thousands of Fa-recipation schools in the country, and the Fa-recipation can be repaired, and it can be used for the people, even for the benefit of the people...” I shrugged my shoulders: “Like this situation, not only the official wants to see, but we also want to see, but those who cultivate the wrong law and the lives of the bad people... I am afraid that the officials and the people do not want to keep it.”

“What do you mean?”The frown of the frown was tighter.

"The heart of Sima Zhao is known, you are here to do what you want, no need to explain, everyone present knows."I laughed, “Why do you have to talk about false things?”

“Your mother...”

“Your mother!Your grandmother!“The whole family!”Seven treasures directly opened their mouths and scolded: “Can you say no? no matter what the generation of Shen Master in the line, in terms of his age, you also get him to call him a bird?”

He was scolded for such a meal, Zhou Jijin froze, I think he had not been so scolded.

"No need to scold him, dirty mouth."I patted the shoulder of the seven treasures and said.

“Fuck your mouth, don’t you want to scold him?”Seven treasures laughed.

I have to say ah, the seven treasures are really my brothers, and they have poked the desire that I want to scold the street.

Don’t I want to blame the animal?

I think, but some words are really bad.

Just then, a thin old man like a skeleton slowly came out of the pile of people, raised his hand to Zhou Yijin slap.

“Oh!”

This slap hit very hard, directly removed the two golden teeth of Zhou called gold.

"Go back."The old man scolded.

Zhou Lujin did not dare to say more, covered his face and retreated to the pile of people, no longer raised his head.

“I said how big these bravery was... there was an old thing you were involved with?”The old man looked at the old man, his expression obviously heavy, and asked tentatively, “You are also here for people?”

“No.”The old man shrugged, "I'm for people."

“People?”The old man lit a cigarette and smoked two, looking at him with some doubts: "You came to the master?"

"The Fa-pists flourished, and the only way to lose, since the man would practice the five dirty melons, the taro he had to cultivate should be different from ours..." The thin old man smiled: "I am not interested in the five dirty melons, I just want to find that person and sell me a face, okay?"

“Are you the one in the group?”Grandfather asked.

“Yes.”The skinny old man sighed, "They want the five dirty melons, I can only get them, but now you have your intervention, I'm afraid the five dirty melons... really can't stay."

“Son of Shane!Didn’t you say five dirty melons to us?”

"Yes!Don’t you want to give us a share?”

The old man coughed twice, waved his hand, and pressed the voices of the people down.

"If you don't want to listen to me, I won't do it."The skinny old man smiled bitterly, "Old Shen, you have seen it, I can only control me, others you do, will you do it?"

The old man did not speak, stared at him, and was silent for two or three minutes.

Finally opened the mouth.

“Cheng.”

"Then I'll go first, and if someone doesn't come to the mountains to chase me, don't blame my men for not being merciless."The old man smiled and looked at the apprentice quietly.

In the process, Stuart did not speak, as if to leave everything to the old man to deal with.

When he left, I couldn’t help but ask, “Lord, who is that?”

"Go back and talk."

The old man shook his head and looked at the fierce gentlemen, without saying anything more, and took five paper people out of his pocket and tore them into pieces.

This paper person is black, but the size of the slap looks a little thicker than the average paper person.

“Since you don’t want to give me any face, the old man can only fight for himself...” The old man said without expression, and when he raised his hand, he scattered the pieces of the paper in the air.

I don’t know if it was the cause of the wind, or if the pieces came alive.

When the mountain wind was once again blaring, the fragments flew straight to the pile of people, one after another, glued to the front rows of gentlemen.

A rough count, the gentleman who was glued to the pieces of paper people, was about twenty or thirty.

The gentlemen were not stupid, and saw the old man doing such a hand, and the brushing was in a hurry, and he began to beat these fragments.

But strangely, let those gentlemen use pats to tear, and the fragments of the paper still stick to them.

“The hell!What do you mean?” said Hong Dinghai, his eyes wide, his face full of anger, but there was an indeslicit fear in his eyes.

“Just having fun.”The old man shrugged his shoulders: "In ten days, as long as you don't bother with me, these things will naturally fall off you."

“Do you have to be so overbearing?”The sea asked again.

“Man is in the midst of a river, invincible, and each has his own way of life.”The old man said, glancing at the Stuart, the expression is somewhat complicated.

“Okay.”Hung Dinghai gritted his teeth: “Then we will say goodbye first!”

"You go yours, the rest..." sighed the old man: "Son of the door, go by yourself, it is to give me a face, the rest of the French laterborn I can't handle, but if you want to fight with me, I will accompany you to the end..."

“Not going to leave?”Someone asked Hong Dinghai, who seemed to be waiting for his idea.

Hong Dinghai thought about it, and there was a very treacherous smile on his face.

“Come on, why not go?”Master Shen brought the five ghost lights to send us, and waited to die without going?"