peach luck evil king

Chapter 164 The Crouching Tiger Brothers

Xie Wanqiu continued to drink unhurriedly, and Zhao Shaolong healed his injuries bitterly.Fortunately, Xie Wanqiu's strength was very accurate, and he didn't hurt his bones with the sword, otherwise he would have to listen to Zhao Shaolong's wailing all the time if he drank the wine.

When the hand was swollen, it didn't hurt, but when the swelling subsided, Zhao Shaolong bared his teeth and grinned.Xie Wanqiu's transformation of palms into swords is already so powerful, Xie Wangzhu's state of turning fingers into swords must be even more terrifying.Zhao Shaolong felt that the hope of winning the first place in the Qishan Island Conference became increasingly slim.

Zhao Shaolong's mobile phone on the table, which was healing his wounds, suddenly buzzed and vibrated, and Zhao Shaolong's two swollen bun-like hands couldn't pick up the mobile phone.Staring at the phone like a dog biting a tortoise, unable to speak, Xie Wanqiu grabbed the phone and switched it on, asking no questions, "Who is it?"

"I'm looking for Zhao Shaolong, who are you?" A refined voice came from the phone.

"I'm your grandfather, hasn't your grandson arrived in the capital yet? I'm almost drunk, Shaolong and I are in the Green Bamboo House, come and have a few drinks with my brother..." Xie Wanqiu said unhurriedly The phone said.

Hearing these words, Zhao Shaolong's inner energy was in disorder, and he almost lost his temper.In just two sentences, he has been fooled by him over and over again for grandpa, father, and elder brother. How sad it must be for the person on the other end of the phone.

The other end of the phone hung up after an oh.Zhao Shaolong refocused on healing his wounds, and the redness and swelling on his palm recovered quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As soon as Zhao Shaolong's palms were red and swollen, a small boat sailed up on the lake, and Cao Buchan stood on it and waved frequently.Behind him stood two old men with their hands behind their backs. One was Cao Zhen, who was graceful and graceful, and the other was thin and thin, and he was the third master Hu.

Xie Wanqiu put away his foolish appearance and stood up with Zhao Shaolong to welcome the two old people.Although Xie Wanqiu is arrogant, he still admires the two brothers of Crouching Tiger Village who roamed the rivers and lakes back then.The Cao Buchan brothers can joke around, but they must be respectful to these two old people.

Zhao Shaolong wanted to laugh when he recalled the matter of Mr. Cao and Lao Tian bidding for the iron sword at the auction.The Cao family is deeply rooted, rich and powerful, and it is extremely embarrassing for the head of the family to be humiliated by a nouveau riche.At that time, I thought the old man looked familiar, but I didn't expect that it was Cao Buchan's father. It was really a flood that washed into the Dragon King Temple.

Zhao Shaolong and Xie Wanqiu respectfully invited the two elderly people to sit down, and the waiter brought out a tabletop that matched the stone table from the building and covered it.Courteously served several hard dishes and several kinds of fruit drinks.

"Zhao Shaolong, we meet again. Today you have to talk to me, an old man." Cao Zhen has always liked Zhao Shaolong since he read the words written by him. It's like running away from home.

"Uncle Cao, I will have a few drinks with you today, and I will definitely not run away." After Zhao Shaolong finished speaking, he picked up the wine and drank one by himself.

Third Master Hu looked at Zhao Shaolong with complicated eyes, but this occasion is obviously not suitable to talk about the misunderstanding between Zhao Shaolong and Hu Qinglan.Third Master Hu still opened a bottle of Bawangzui, filled it up by himself, and took a small sip.

Zhao Shaolong quickly picked up the wine glass again, and drank with Third Master Hu.Third Master Hu nodded, his eyes were kind, and Zhao Shaolong's heart suddenly brightened.There is no need to say much between the men, everything is in this look, Third Master Hu believes that he and Chao Cang Xizi have nothing to do with each other.

"Third Master, did Qinglan call back?" Zhao Shaolong asked earnestly.

"Hey, there is no news. I haven't seen Qinglan cry since she was ten years old. This time I'm really sad. I hope she can gradually forget about these things..." Third Master Hu began to drink again.

Forget?The interdependence between life and death in Devil's Reef; the dreamy laughter and slapstick on the yacht; the life and death together in the stormy waves, holding her and flying together on the moonlit sea...

How to forget? !
Zhao Shaolong drank the wine silently, silently thinking about that Hu Qinglan who misunderstood him, who was as beautiful as a fairy.

"Brother Qiu, are you two going too far? I have always let you live in this green bamboo house for nothing, why do you still break these green bamboos? Look, how these bamboos have been destroyed ..."

Cao Buchan looked helplessly at the broken green bamboos and spoke quite sadly.

"Well, I'm sorry, I had a sparring with Shaolong just now." Xie Wanqiu said carelessly.

"Brother Cao, how much are these bamboos? I'll pay you back." Zhao Shaolong said with a blushing face.

"These bamboos have feelings for me. What compensation do you have for years of love? Unless you write a letter to my father." Cao Buchan said seriously.

If you want words, just say it clearly, and use bamboo as an example.Zhao Shaolong nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, I will write another copy for the old man later."

When Cao Zhen heard this, he smiled happily and took a drink with Zhao Shaolong.Zhao Shaolong secretly sighed that the father and son are really fascinated by poetry, calligraphy and painting, no less than when Lao Tian saw a beautiful woman, Zaba picked up the microphone.

"Shaolong, what I love most in my life is ancient poetry. I heard from Gouzi Buchan that you have a profound knowledge of ancient poetry. We can discuss it." Cao Zhen looked at Zhao Shaolong with a smile and said.

Zhao Shaolong picked his head, and said with a smile, "Well, Uncle Cao is actually like that in ancient poetry, so I'll just say a few words."

The brilliance of the remnant dragon gradually rose in Zhao Shaolong's body, and the burden of Longhua lingered in his mind.Zhao Shaolong opened his mouth and said,
"Someone in Tang poetry summed up a few sentences. There are nerds in the countryside, and there are many angry youths in the frontier. Chanting the ancients can't afford to hurt, and the farewell is full of love! Song Ci can be summed up in eight sentences. Petty bourgeoisie drink flowers and wine, veterans sit on the bedside. Educated youth chant ancient times Self-guided travel, the emperor’s worries in the palace. The leftover women stay at home, the loli marries the prince. The famous lady’s husband dies early, and the girl is in the brothel..."

"Well, stop talking nonsense, let's have a drink." Xie Wanqiu's head suddenly became dizzy when he heard the poem or something, and he picked up the wine glass and drank it.

"Although it's a bit vulgar, the truth is still very profound. Let's not talk about poetry today, let's just drink and drink." Cao Zhen seemed to see that Zhao Shaolong was trying to deal with it, so he stopped talking, picked up the wine and said to Cao Buchan,

"Go and get the paper, ink, pen and inkstone. While Shaolong is here, let him keep the calligraphy."

Didn't you say that you won't talk about poetry? Are you afraid that I will run away?OK, just write it.Zhao Shaolong looked at Cao Zhen with a smile, maybe this old man thought that the words I wrote before were fake.

After a while, the paper, ink, brush and inkstone arrived, Zhao Shaolong spread out the rice paper, chose a big wolf brush and dipped it in thick ink, his face was as calm as water, and he said calmly, "Uncle Cao, what should I write for you?"

Cao Zhen said with a smile, "Write whatever you think of, and sway it freely. Only good words can be mastered by chance."

Zhao Shaolong stepped on the horoscope, hung his elbows to move the pen, and swiped the brush as gracefully as flowing clouds and flowing water. In the blink of an eye, a pair of large characters with large vertical and horizontal strokes was formed in one stroke.

The crowd gathered around to watch carefully, the strokes were hearty and dripping, as straight as a golden hook and iron sword, blinding the eyes, far more majestic than the little poem Zhao Shaolong wrote by the lake before.

When the sea smiles, the swords die and the tiger returns to the forest to sniff the rose.

A string of cursive cursive dripping with ink was written on snow-white rice paper. Even Xie Wanqiu, who knew nothing about calligraphy, felt awe-inspiring when he saw it. He couldn't even recognize many characters. He also felt that the characters were as magical as a legend. Emotionally.

"When the sea smiles, the swords die, and the tiger returns to the forest to sniff the roses."

Cao Zhen looked at the picture of Zhao Shaolong, read it aloud, and suddenly there was a burst of pride in his eyes, "Okay, Zhao Shaolong, this word has been written in my heart. Back then, when our three brothers roamed the rivers and lakes, who could block!"

Third Master Hu and Mr. Cao looked at each other for a moment, and said leisurely, "There is nothing wrong with the tiger returning to the forest, at least it is quiet."

Like old man Cao, Cao Buchan was obsessed with calligraphy, and moved the table inside to dry in the shade like a treasure, for fear that a sudden heavy rain would soak up the calligraphy.In fact, the sky was clear at this time, and there was no cloud at all, so how could it rain.

After refilling the table and drinking again, Mr. Cao no longer had doubts about Zhao Shaolong, respectfully as if he saw the big dipper in the industry.Frequently persuading him to drink without mentioning it, he actually frequently took vegetables, which made Zhao Shaolong very embarrassed, and said that you are too polite, Uncle Cao.

After eating a meal for several hours, it was still early.Mr. Cao and Mr. Hu took Zhao Shaolong's calligraphy and retreated first, leaving Zhao Shaolong and the three to continue drinking.

"Hey, Mr. Hu has a lot of alcohol. After drinking three bottles of Bawangzui, he seems to be fine. By the way, idiot Cao, didn't your father use a wheelchair before? Why did he get better all of a sudden?" After the two old people left, Xie Wanqiu asked again Restored the look of a dandy.

"Thanks to Shaolong's master, my father's injury has not been cured for many years. Recently, he found Song Qingdan, King of the Golden Needle Hell. Uncle Hu went to ask for it several times and gave him 1000 million consultation fees. He did it. Although he has not recovered now When he was in the state he was in back then, as long as he was able to walk and stay in good health, I was satisfied. Why did he have to fight and kill him? So what if his father was better than Uncle Hu before, he was almost beaten to death."

Cao Buchan said these words slowly while sipping his wine, as if he was a little emotional about the past.

"The second master of Crouching Tiger Village doesn't know how to use ancient martial arts, so he is afraid of death. But that's fine, I don't fear your revenge when I bully you." Xie Wanqiu raised his eyebrows while holding a glass of wine.

"Who says I don't want to learn? It's my father who doesn't let me learn. I think he doesn't want me to follow his old path. What happened back then hurt him too much." Cao Buchan grabbed the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and poured it again. Man said,
"Don't talk about these things, it's fine now. Drink, I've been in South Asia Island for so long, like a savage, let us three brothers go crazy tonight."

From the events that happened on Nanya Island and Devil's Reef, Zhao Shaolong can roughly deduce that Nie Xifeng, the boss of Wright, is probably the boss of the three brothers in Crouching Tiger Village.But why Nie Xifeng left overseas, and how Cao Zhen was almost beaten to death, these things are not clear.

What happened between the three brothers?Although Zhao Shaolong is curious about other people's private affairs, he can't ask, so he can only hold back his wine.

"Shaolong, recently there is a gambling ship on the high seas more than 100 nautical miles away from South Asia Island. I heard that it is very fun. The beauty has everything you need to gamble, and it is run by a Chinese. Anyway, South Asia Island will also register gambling cards in the future and introduce these projects. .If you don’t want to spend a few days in Kyoto, let’s go to South Asia Island together and see it casually.”

Cao Buchan stared at Zhao Shaolong, as if expecting him to agree.

"The gambling boat must have something to do with the Wright Brothers, right? Otherwise, it would have been taken over by them. There must be a lot of cash on a gambling boat, not to mention it's in front of their house." Xie Wanqiu expressed her anxious opinion.

"Go and have a look when you have nothing to do, but do you want me to be your bodyguard? Brother Cao, go play smaller, and others won't do anything to you, right?" Zhao Shaolong interjected.

Cao Buchan stood up and said, "I don't want to fight and kill, so what kind of bodyguards do I need? You also own shares in Nanya Island, so it's not too much to go and investigate together."

Before Zhao Shaolong could speak, Cao Buchan took out his mobile phone and yelled that the boat was coming, and the three of them were almost finished eating.Back on the shore by boat, Cao Buchan snapped his fingers and pointed to the depths of Jingzhu Deep Courtyard.

"Let's go, I'll show you something new today, I'm sure you haven't seen it."

(End of this chapter)