Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Under the black cotton hat with a messy knot, there is an ordinary face that has experienced many vicissitudes of life and is glowing with a vegetable yellow color.

His hands were like those of an old farmer in the fields, folded into his sleeves, huddled up, carrying a bulging black hemp bag on his back, and hurriedly walking down a narrow street in Anpingfang, Xicheng, Nan'an County, against the heavy snow.

"I want three kilograms of soy sauce beef, two roast chickens, two roast ducks... please hurry up."

In the slightly shabby deli, the white-smelling waiter looked at the ordinary middle-aged man in surprise.

"Fellow, if you want so much, can you finish it? The cooked food made in our Li's shop is best eaten and bought now. Over time, it won't taste good!"

The middle-aged man smiled honestly, stamped his feet that seemed to be frozen, carefully took out a few pieces of silver from his arms, handed them over, and said,

"There is nothing I can do. There are many people in my family, and the few boys I have raised are just growing up. We can't delay it. Besides, the festival is coming soon. I also want to reward my family more."

The waiter didn't say much more. According to the middle-aged man's request, he wrapped the steaming roast chicken and beef with soy sauce in paper, handed it over, and took the money. Just when he wanted to change the money, he saw that the middle-aged man was already running away. slipped away.

"This idiot ran away without even asking for any money. Let's see if you feel bad when you get home."

The waiter was smiling. This kind of good thing doesn't happen often. The store is small and in a remote location. Usually the people who come here are poor people who are careful about their money. How can there be a Madaha who is so insensitive to money?

He didn't doubt the man's identity, he just felt that there was something going on at home, so he couldn't wait. Anyway, he had something to gain, so he didn't care who the other party was?

Little people live like little people and have their own goals. The waiter only cares about whether he can make more money, and has no time or mind to care about the identity of the customers who meet by chance.

On the other end, he calculated that the food he bought in batches was enough for one day. The middle-aged man put the yellow paper wrapped with cooked food in a snakeskin bag and did not dare to wander outside. He hurriedly returned to his hometown in Anpingfang. The house can also be said to be a stronghold.

Along the way, his expression was no longer as dull as before. He looked worried and his eyes were blank, as if he was thinking about something difficult.

The old house is located in a narrow alley on Tonghe Street in Anpingfang. The neighbors have already moved away, and the surrounding area is quiet and seems to be under-popular.

From the outside, the old house generally maintains a relatively distinct shape and can be lived in, but the walls have been mottled, and the red paint on the door has gradually faded under the long-term erosion. There are many holes missing at the bottom, which looks like Missing front teeth.

A bare willow tree in front of the gate is now covered with white snowflakes. From a distance, it looks like a white lighthouse, giving people a strong sense of direction.

The middle-aged man felt relieved. He glanced around, and with his spiritual perception, he found no one following him with his outstanding martial arts. Even the surrounding area was pale, and not even a ghost could be seen.

He rubbed his feet, causing flying snow to fly. He pulled the snakeskin bag like a soaring bird, lifted up from the ground lightly and quickly, and entered the old house.

The courtyard looked even more desolate, but in the main room directly to the north, the sound of fierce quarrels could be faintly heard.

The middle-aged man's face changed, his eyes became cold and dissatisfied, he waved his arms, strode forward, and pushed in the door with his body covered with snow and dissatisfaction.

Facing him, there was an extremely ugly man with a big head and a small body, standing on a bench in the center of the house, waving his arms and looking excited, as if he was saying something.

Not far from the man's side, a woman with gorgeous red makeup had her breasts partially exposed. She used transparent grease obtained from unknown sources and smeared it on her face. She lay face up to the sky and remained motionless. If her breasts were not still rising and falling, she would have almost thought she was dead.

On the west side of the room, twins who looked 90% alike were gathered around a double couch, playing a game of Go. Each of them held a long and thin bamboo stick in their mouth, and they were full of interest and concentration.

Finally, there was a powerful and majestic man lying on the couch by the window on the east side.

He has dark skin, strong and domineering muscles comparable to marble, and a wild momentum that is incomparable to other people. Unfortunately, his energy is slightly weaker, and there is a faint black energy between his eyebrows. He is obviously seriously injured and has never recovered.

Seeing the middle-aged man pushing the door open, the originally noisy room suddenly became quiet. Several people turned their attention to the middle-aged man, or to be precise, the middle-aged man's snakeskin pocket.

"Third brother, you are finally back. I was telling my second brother that I was going to find you!"

The ugly man with a big head and a small body put down his waving arms in embarrassment, and while smiling, he showed a set of black teeth.

"What are you arguing about again? Do you know that we haven't gotten rid of the Meng family yet? If any news is heard by outsiders and reaches the ears of the Meng family, we will have to flee like bereaved dogs."

The middle-aged one is the third of the Seven Monsters of Minshan after his disguise. His name is Taoist Picker. He originally looked very handsome, but in order to hide his appearance from others, he made himself look very ordinary without any martial aura. He is very good at hiding Qi. .

This is all due to the mysterious and unparalleled Xuan Zhong Jin Gang that he has practiced. Others are not so lucky.

Therefore, while avoiding the pursuit of the Meng family, in order not to lose contact with the outside world, the third Taoist priest would go out from time to time, firstly to purchase daily necessities and medicinal materials to treat injuries, and secondly to inquire about the whereabouts of the boss , hoping to rendezvous as soon as possible and leave Nan'an, a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

As he spoke, the flower-picking Taoist walked to the iron basin placed in the corner of the room, washed his face hastily, washed away the various disguise potions and powders, and restored his original appearance.

The fourth child, who seemed to be beautifying herself, that is, the motionless beautiful woman spoke,

"Third brother, you can't blame my men. It's true that we have been waiting in Nan'an for long enough, but we haven't even found out any information about the boss. We feel depressed, so we suggested that we should withdraw first.

After all, the second brother's injury cannot continue to be delayed. Without the earth core fruit, there is no way to eradicate the thunderous energy in the second brother's body. "

As soon as the beautiful woman finished speaking, the big hammer lying on the soft body started to speak.

"Fart, I think you two are just greedy for life and afraid of death. Have you forgotten the oath we once swore that we will never abandon our brothers and sisters in this life? If you two want to run away, don't use me as a shield.

Even if I die, I must find the boss first, otherwise I will die in peace. "

This man was a pure tough guy. Although he was weak and seriously injured, he still remained tough and had no fear of death. He was just very upset that he could not find the boss of the seven monsters.

Hearing Big Hammer say this about himself, the ugly man with a big head and a small body turned red, and his neck became thick with anger.

"Second brother, don't frame me up. If you are really greedy for life and afraid of death, why did our husband and wife have to show off to you in the first place? But don't you still understand the reality?"