Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 135 I Picked Up Your Door Plaque

But Boss Mou brought his apprentice and He Yunshen back home, and saw a woman standing in front of the house with a thin face, she really didn't look like a person who could play games.

He Yunshen even pointed at the woman and asked in surprise: "Is that her? You can't beat this kind of person, you are too useless."

The little apprentice breathed a sigh of relief, but because of the identity of the other party, he could only hold back his words.

Boss Mou couldn't face it, after all, it was his apprentice who was scolded.

"It should be that they don't want to be as knowledgeable as a woman." Boss Mou found a step for himself, and said to the apprentice beside him with some anger: "But others are bullying their faces, and why do you care if she is a woman."

The little apprentice was sandwiched between the left and right, so he could only lower his head lower, hiding the sulking on his face.

Boss Mou looked at the woman at the door again, but he couldn't see the details for a while, and was surprised that a woman on the other side dared to come to him to discuss with him.

While he was sizing up, He Yunshen stepped forward and stared at the woman with his hands behind his back, "It's you who beat them all down?"

Wen Ya looked at the young man who was walking up and down in front of her, looking up and down, with a look of surprise, "Who are you?"

He Yunshen raised his chin with a defiant expression, "I am not who, I am the He family, the third young master of the second room of the He family."

"The He family that is on the same level as the Si family?" Wen Ya asked again.

But He Yunshen said angrily: "Who said they are equal? ​​It is clear that our He family surpassed them."

Wen Ya stared at He Yunshen carefully for a while, and then turned to Boss Mou who was a little further away, "You are called Master Mou of Iron Fist?"

At that time, the other people in the yard who heard the sound rushed out, all with bruised noses and swollen faces. When they saw Boss Mou, they called out "Master" aggrievedly, but when they saw the fierce goddess standing at the door, they were too scared to move.

He Yunshen saw that the faces of a group of people were full of color, he leaned forward and backward with laughter for a moment, pointed to those apprentices and said: "You are too useless, it is really embarrassing to be beaten like this by a woman."

Boss Mou's apprentices looked even more ugly, but seeing the latter's clothes and hearing his arrogant tone, they all guessed who it was, so they could only be embarrassed and remained silent.

Boss Mou was so angry that his face was as black as a pot, he secretly scolded his apprentices for embarrassing him, and scolded Wen Ya for being arrogant and arrogant.

"Crazy woman, how dare you come to my Mou Jian's court to make trouble, who are you, report your name."

Wen Ya cupped her hands and cupped her fists, "The owner of Shange Pavilion on Guohuai Street is Wen Ya. I'm here to learn." He raised his voice.

"Unknown junior, you made trouble first and beat my apprentice later, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." Mu Jian clenched his fists with both hands, shouted, and took the lead in attacking.

While applauding, He Yunshen retreated to the door, looked left and right, put the long bench on which the gatekeeper sat in front of the gate, sat down, and casually pointed to someone:

"You, go and bring me some fruit snacks for the young master. How can I not eat after watching a good show?"

The apprentices who were selected wanted to stay and watch the master find the place for them, but because of He Yunshen's status, he had to run quickly to get food.

He Yunshen copied his hands, full of interest, pointed to the two people in front of the door and asked Mou Jian's disciples: "Who do you think will win?"

The apprentices didn't answer, but followed closely the two who were about to fight.

I saw Mou Jian clenched his fists with both hands, and rushed forward with one step. At the same time, Wen Ya raised her breath on her toes, and with a swish, she left the spot and rushed to Mou Jian. The speed was so fast that only an afterimage was left behind.

With just one movement, everyone on the scene, including Mou Jian, was stunned.

He Yunshen even jumped up directly, pointing in disbelief at Wen Ya who was still beside him at the first glance, and then went to Wen Ya in front of Mou Jian with the next glance, "Did I get dazzled just now?"

Although Mou Jian's apprentices had seen it before, they still stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"This is faster than just now." Someone couldn't help but marvel.

"Don't talk." Someone said again.

Everyone stared at the two people in front of them without blinking, but before they could see clearly, they heard Mou Jian's scream of "ah", and then took a few steps back, looking at them with horror. looking at the woman in front of him.

"Master." The eldest apprentice took the lead and rushed out, and the other apprentices followed, knocking He Yunshen who was standing at the door a few times, and yelled in anger, "Don't you have eyes?" But no one cared about him.

The big apprentice came to Mou Jian's side, saw his arm drooping unnaturally, and pointed at Wen Ya angrily: "Witch, you are so vicious, it's just a discussion, why break my master's arm."

Wen Ya was also a little surprised, she just condensed a little of her true energy into her fist, and took the opponent's punch forcefully, after all, she was known as an iron fist.But she didn't expect that the iron fist was not as hard as she thought.

"I couldn't control my strength for a while, I'm sorry." Wen Ya clasped her fists, came to Mou Jian's side, grabbed his arm and twisted it. There was another scream, but the arm was connected again.

Mou Jian's painful forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he looked at Wen Ya like a monster, "The Pavilion Master of the Mountain Pavilion? Since you have such a skill, why have you never heard of it before?"

"The shop hasn't opened yet, and it will open soon." Wen Ya put down her sentence, turned her head to look around, saw He Yunshen standing behind the crowd, and walked over.

"I see that your muscles and bones are not bad, do you want to learn the trick just now?" She asked.

He Yunshen was stunned for a long time. Hearing this, he nodded hurriedly: "Think about it, teach me."

"Then you can find me at the mountain pavilion on Guohuai Street in half a month." Wen Ya patted He Yunshen on the shoulder, then turned back to Mou Jian and said, "According to the rules, I will take down your door plaque." As soon as he lifted his breath, he flew out on the spot and took off the door plaque.

He Yunshen opened his mouth wide, with a dull expression on his face.

Wen Ya fell back to his side again, and said with a smile: "I will teach you the trick just now." After speaking, she left with the door plaque between her and the petrified crowd.

Hongyun Tea House, the lobby on the first floor and the private room on the second floor, have been overcrowded in recent days.

However, unlike the usual heated discussions, the hall was completely quiet at the moment, and the only cadenced voice sounded in the lobby,

".But he said that Zuo Ziling held a knife in his right hand, and his left hand was as sharp as an eagle's claw, and he was going to arrest someone. However, the pavilion master of the mountain pavilion was even quicker, rushing him out with his fist and palm, and kicked him in the lower abdomen of the left. .

That Zuo Su is famous for his strength, this kick failed to knock him down, on the contrary, he seized the opportunity, grabbed the pavilion master's ankle, swung him around and was about to fall out.

However, it was too late and then too soon, the pavilion master turned around and flew to the roof with the momentum of the throw, turned around again, jumped down, picked up the plaque on the left door, and went to the next house. "

"Which one is next?" Someone asked.

The storyteller shook his head with a smile, "I want to hear it next time, come back tomorrow."

Someone in the seat questioned again: "You are talking too much, is it true? Who can fly to the roof, I think it is false."

The storyteller chuckled, packed up his things and was about to leave, "Whether it's true or not, you can tell by looking at those empty doors."

Leaving Hongyun Tea House, the storyteller hummed a little tune, and came to Jiuquli, but at the entrance of the alley, he saw several familiar colleagues, who greeted each other with knowing smiles, and came to the vermilion wooden door in the middle together. He knocked on the door, and soon, a girl came out of it.

The girl handed out a paper bag to each of them, and said, "Go to Yangquan Street in the afternoon, there are about ten teahouses over there."

A few people said hello, just after walking out of the alley, I saw a few colleagues coming over, greeted each other with a smile, and went their separate ways.

(Tomorrow night at 10:30, see you soon~)

(End of this chapter)